| Song | Gangsterous |
| Artist | E-40 |
| Artist | D-Shot |
| Artist | The Mossie |
| Album | Charlie Hustle: Blueprint Of A Self-Made Millionaire |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Davis, Kante, Stevens, Stevens ... | |
| Chorus: D-Shot, E-40 | |
| We gangsterous, we gangsterous (gangsterous) | |
| We gangsterous, we gangsterous (gangsterous) | |
| We gangsterous, we gangsterous (gangsterous) | |
| We gangsterous, we gangsterous (gangsterous) | |
| (D-Shot) | |
| Well let me start again with a stiff chin, go 'head and take one | |
| I just begun, to break yo' ass off a lump sum | |
| with double (??), I got a (??) in the garage | |
| And ready to mob, so get the **** up out of Dodge | |
| before I trip, and slap yo' ass with this new grip | |
| One slip of the tongue'll get your monkey ass hung | |
| Two lungs is what it takes to inhale the dank | |
| and one cap is all it takes to put you in the paint | |
| (The Mossie) | |
| So beware, to stare, in the glare, of this infrared | |
| You dread the day we pull out the glock display | |
| One way, is what your headed down, we got the pound | |
| So bow down, and give me the ball because we on the mound | |
| Pitchin heat, finsta treat you to this gangster shit | |
| Break a bitch, hog niggaz take a shit | |
| Pitchin heat, finsta treat you to this gangster shit | |
| Break a bitch, hog niggaz take a shit | |
| Chorus | |
| (E-40) | |
| Wha-da-da-dey, wha-da-da-da-dang | |
| Hustlin on the thirteen-hundred block slangin 'caine | |
| Call (??) bitch (??) (??) (??) | |
| with walkie-talkies and po-po scanners on the lookout for the pigs | |
| I make long bread, I brought big cars | |
| Everybody know the hustle, it's like I'm a movie star | |
| but in the middle of the night, out the mouth they foam | |
| Jumpers be knockin on my bedroom window | |
| with they cats with they friendly spook on talkin about | |
| "Can I borrow some fetti? Loan me a dimepiece til the first" | |
| and I be like, you mean to tell me yo' uppity ass | |
| ain't got no money in yo' purse? | |
| "Nah but I got a Bic" A Bic? | |
| Some dopefiend matches, a little bit of that and she'll suck yo' dick | |
| She's a bootch, she fat, she out there bad | |
| I promise you somethin proper Lil' Diva, the devil pleaser | |
| The neighborhood head doctor, I give a **** about a chickenhead cluck | |
| I'm tryin to get papered up, I'm gangsterous | |
| Chorus | |
| (The Mossie) | |
| We import chickens from the Japanese | |
| Drop 'em off to the young homies | |
| If they come up short, we breakin knees, spines and spleens | |
| Killers on the team greated at the age of thirteen | |
| By all means makes niggaz buy cream from us | |
| Triple beam dreams is a mother****in must | |
| We slide through in a tough, black Expedition truck | |
| If a nigga cross game they get ripped and bucked | |
| (D-Shot) | |
| Buck 'em up, lay 'em down nigga, we for the figures | |
| If your money bigger, we got yo' head behind the trigger | |
| Cough it up nigga, we want the combo to the safe | |
| Give it up nigga, before I catch a murder case | |
| (The Mossie) | |
| (??) it up nigga, ain't no survivors so realize it | |
| A half a ki, in the trunk is all mine, so penalize it | |
| I hit the block, serve a flock of that, good white girl | |
| Bust 'em down, bag 'em up and serve the whole damn world |
| zuo ci : Davis, Kante, Stevens, Stevens ... | |
| Chorus: DShot, E40 | |
| We gangsterous, we gangsterous gangsterous | |
| We gangsterous, we gangsterous gangsterous | |
| We gangsterous, we gangsterous gangsterous | |
| We gangsterous, we gangsterous gangsterous | |
| DShot | |
| Well let me start again with a stiff chin, go ' head and take one | |
| I just begun, to break yo' ass off a lump sum | |
| with double ??, I got a ?? in the garage | |
| And ready to mob, so get the up out of Dodge | |
| before I trip, and slap yo' ass with this new grip | |
| One slip of the tongue' ll get your monkey ass hung | |
| Two lungs is what it takes to inhale the dank | |
| and one cap is all it takes to put you in the paint | |
| The Mossie | |
| So beware, to stare, in the glare, of this infrared | |
| You dread the day we pull out the glock display | |
| One way, is what your headed down, we got the pound | |
| So bow down, and give me the ball because we on the mound | |
| Pitchin heat, finsta treat you to this gangster shit | |
| Break a bitch, hog niggaz take a shit | |
| Pitchin heat, finsta treat you to this gangster shit | |
| Break a bitch, hog niggaz take a shit | |
| Chorus | |
| E40 | |
| Whadadadey, whadadadadang | |
| Hustlin on the thirteenhundred block slangin ' caine | |
| Call ?? bitch ?? ?? ?? | |
| with walkietalkies and popo scanners on the lookout for the pigs | |
| I make long bread, I brought big cars | |
| Everybody know the hustle, it' s like I' m a movie star | |
| but in the middle of the night, out the mouth they foam | |
| Jumpers be knockin on my bedroom window | |
| with they cats with they friendly spook on talkin about | |
| " Can I borrow some fetti? Loan me a dimepiece til the first" | |
| and I be like, you mean to tell me yo' uppity ass | |
| ain' t got no money in yo' purse? | |
| " Nah but I got a Bic" A Bic? | |
| Some dopefiend matches, a little bit of that and she' ll suck yo' dick | |
| She' s a bootch, she fat, she out there bad | |
| I promise you somethin proper Lil' Diva, the devil pleaser | |
| The neighborhood head doctor, I give a about a chickenhead cluck | |
| I' m tryin to get papered up, I' m gangsterous | |
| Chorus | |
| The Mossie | |
| We import chickens from the Japanese | |
| Drop ' em off to the young homies | |
| If they come up short, we breakin knees, spines and spleens | |
| Killers on the team greated at the age of thirteen | |
| By all means makes niggaz buy cream from us | |
| Triple beam dreams is a mother in must | |
| We slide through in a tough, black Expedition truck | |
| If a nigga cross game they get ripped and bucked | |
| DShot | |
| Buck ' em up, lay ' em down nigga, we for the figures | |
| If your money bigger, we got yo' head behind the trigger | |
| Cough it up nigga, we want the combo to the safe | |
| Give it up nigga, before I catch a murder case | |
| The Mossie | |
| ?? it up nigga, ain' t no survivors so realize it | |
| A half a ki, in the trunk is all mine, so penalize it | |
| I hit the block, serve a flock of that, good white girl | |
| Bust ' em down, bag ' em up and serve the whole damn world |
| zuò cí : Davis, Kante, Stevens, Stevens ... | |
| Chorus: DShot, E40 | |
| We gangsterous, we gangsterous gangsterous | |
| We gangsterous, we gangsterous gangsterous | |
| We gangsterous, we gangsterous gangsterous | |
| We gangsterous, we gangsterous gangsterous | |
| DShot | |
| Well let me start again with a stiff chin, go ' head and take one | |
| I just begun, to break yo' ass off a lump sum | |
| with double ??, I got a ?? in the garage | |
| And ready to mob, so get the up out of Dodge | |
| before I trip, and slap yo' ass with this new grip | |
| One slip of the tongue' ll get your monkey ass hung | |
| Two lungs is what it takes to inhale the dank | |
| and one cap is all it takes to put you in the paint | |
| The Mossie | |
| So beware, to stare, in the glare, of this infrared | |
| You dread the day we pull out the glock display | |
| One way, is what your headed down, we got the pound | |
| So bow down, and give me the ball because we on the mound | |
| Pitchin heat, finsta treat you to this gangster shit | |
| Break a bitch, hog niggaz take a shit | |
| Pitchin heat, finsta treat you to this gangster shit | |
| Break a bitch, hog niggaz take a shit | |
| Chorus | |
| E40 | |
| Whadadadey, whadadadadang | |
| Hustlin on the thirteenhundred block slangin ' caine | |
| Call ?? bitch ?? ?? ?? | |
| with walkietalkies and popo scanners on the lookout for the pigs | |
| I make long bread, I brought big cars | |
| Everybody know the hustle, it' s like I' m a movie star | |
| but in the middle of the night, out the mouth they foam | |
| Jumpers be knockin on my bedroom window | |
| with they cats with they friendly spook on talkin about | |
| " Can I borrow some fetti? Loan me a dimepiece til the first" | |
| and I be like, you mean to tell me yo' uppity ass | |
| ain' t got no money in yo' purse? | |
| " Nah but I got a Bic" A Bic? | |
| Some dopefiend matches, a little bit of that and she' ll suck yo' dick | |
| She' s a bootch, she fat, she out there bad | |
| I promise you somethin proper Lil' Diva, the devil pleaser | |
| The neighborhood head doctor, I give a about a chickenhead cluck | |
| I' m tryin to get papered up, I' m gangsterous | |
| Chorus | |
| The Mossie | |
| We import chickens from the Japanese | |
| Drop ' em off to the young homies | |
| If they come up short, we breakin knees, spines and spleens | |
| Killers on the team greated at the age of thirteen | |
| By all means makes niggaz buy cream from us | |
| Triple beam dreams is a mother in must | |
| We slide through in a tough, black Expedition truck | |
| If a nigga cross game they get ripped and bucked | |
| DShot | |
| Buck ' em up, lay ' em down nigga, we for the figures | |
| If your money bigger, we got yo' head behind the trigger | |
| Cough it up nigga, we want the combo to the safe | |
| Give it up nigga, before I catch a murder case | |
| The Mossie | |
| ?? it up nigga, ain' t no survivors so realize it | |
| A half a ki, in the trunk is all mine, so penalize it | |
| I hit the block, serve a flock of that, good white girl | |
| Bust ' em down, bag ' em up and serve the whole damn world |