All American Gangsta Lyrics
| Song | All American Gangsta |
| Artist | E.S.G. |
| Album | All American Gangsta |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : S. Ridley, C. Hill | |
| (*talking*) | |
| Say, say yeah-yeah, come here for a minute | |
| (listen to me everybody), huh it's a true story people | |
| (I got a story to tell), about a G-A-N-G-S-T-A | |
| [E.S.G.] | |
| Gangsta, never heard the word befo' | |
| Think the first time, I was like nine years old | |
| All my life been told, don't you curse or steal | |
| Do onto others as they do onto you, be for real | |
| Saw my first drug deal, while in the 8th grade | |
| So this the way, a lot of po' folks be getting paid | |
| I wasn't raised that way, I'm making A's and B's | |
| But I'm sick and tired, of having empty ass Christmas trees | |
| Wasn't no mongoose for me, or sued Pumas for the Boss | |
| Couldn't get no bike, cause my mama laid off | |
| Santa Clause ain't coming, ain't chimneys in the projects | |
| Just smoked out vents, begging for a long check | |
| Hanging on the wrong set, eating cookies and chips | |
| While other cats on the track, had cookies to flip | |
| Exposed me to a new way, to get me some pay | |
| Day by day, I'm turning to a | |
| [Hook] | |
| (all american gangsta), all my life I wanted to be | |
| A real (gangsta), not the kind on TV | |
| I mean a (gangsta), and I ain't talking bout prankstas | |
| (a gangsta), talking bout that (all american gangsta) | |
| That's the only life I know | |
| I mean a (gangsta), all about his cash flow | |
| I mean a (gangsta), one that just won't quit | |
| A real (gangsta), talking bout (that all american gangsta) | |
| [E.S.G.] | |
| Coming home, from practice | |
| Throw my jersey in the washer, grab my work from under my mattress | |
| Be on the block, 5 to 9 going bout 10 | |
| The next day I wake up, same thang again | |
| True sporting letterman, football or hoops | |
| Ain't no telling what you'll find, stuffed in my Polo boots | |
| All-city athlete, two T.D's a game | |
| Hop off the bus hit the cuts, three OZ's of caine | |
| See a year came, all-state putting it down | |
| 20 points 10 rebounds, scoring six pounds | |
| College scouts came down, even a few from the pro's | |
| But little do they know, I'm a | |
| [Hook] | |
| (all american gangsta), all my life I wanted to be | |
| A real (gangsta), not the kind on TV | |
| I mean a (gangsta), not no studio pranksta | |
| But a (gangsta), talking bout (that all american gangsta) | |
| One that, just won't snitch | |
| I mean a (gangsta), keep it real with his click | |
| A real (gangsta), who be putting it down | |
| A real (gangsta), till they put me six feet underground | |
| (*talking*) | |
| I'm a gangsta, know I'm saying | |
| But I ain't finished yet, come here (listen to me everybody) | |
| Ha true story, (I got a story to tell) | |
| About a G-A-N-G-sta | |
| [E.S.G.] | |
| I got some scars to prove, I refuse to lose | |
| You gotta pay some dues, wanna fill my shoes | |
| Now which road should I choose, a gangsta or a jock | |
| Which team should I choose, the field or the block | |
| It's a good day, feel like grinding today | |
| Cause tomorrow, gon be national signing day | |
| Who should I choose, Florida State or LSU | |
| Mean while this cat roll, I'm talking bout (hey you) | |
| I'm like who me (yeah you, is your name Cedric Hill | |
| You've been charged with conspiracy, to make a drug deal) | |
| Be real, two and a half years being locked away | |
| Now I'm a ex-convict, can't get a job today | |
| Instead of signing with the pros, and going big time | |
| I spent my day locked away, and signing for my time | |
| Let me put this on your mind, America thank ya | |
| You're the reason, I turned into the | |
| [Hook] | |
| (*talking*) | |
| G'd up for real nigga, I don't care where you from | |
| East Coast, West Coast, Midwest, Dirty South | |
| Game recognize game, real G's click for real G's baby | |
| Blue wear blue, red wear red you're Vice Lord or G.D | |
| We don't give a damn, long as you bout your money | |
| E.S.G., SES (all american gangsta) |
| zuo qu : S. Ridley, C. Hill | |
| talking | |
| Say, say yeahyeah, come here for a minute | |
| listen to me everybody, huh it' s a true story people | |
| I got a story to tell, about a GANGSTA | |
| E. S. G. | |
| Gangsta, never heard the word befo' | |
| Think the first time, I was like nine years old | |
| All my life been told, don' t you curse or steal | |
| Do onto others as they do onto you, be for real | |
| Saw my first drug deal, while in the 8th grade | |
| So this the way, a lot of po' folks be getting paid | |
| I wasn' t raised that way, I' m making A' s and B' s | |
| But I' m sick and tired, of having empty ass Christmas trees | |
| Wasn' t no mongoose for me, or sued Pumas for the Boss | |
| Couldn' t get no bike, cause my mama laid off | |
| Santa Clause ain' t coming, ain' t chimneys in the projects | |
| Just smoked out vents, begging for a long check | |
| Hanging on the wrong set, eating cookies and chips | |
| While other cats on the track, had cookies to flip | |
| Exposed me to a new way, to get me some pay | |
| Day by day, I' m turning to a | |
| Hook | |
| all american gangsta, all my life I wanted to be | |
| A real gangsta, not the kind on TV | |
| I mean a gangsta, and I ain' t talking bout prankstas | |
| a gangsta, talking bout that all american gangsta | |
| That' s the only life I know | |
| I mean a gangsta, all about his cash flow | |
| I mean a gangsta, one that just won' t quit | |
| A real gangsta, talking bout that all american gangsta | |
| E. S. G. | |
| Coming home, from practice | |
| Throw my jersey in the washer, grab my work from under my mattress | |
| Be on the block, 5 to 9 going bout 10 | |
| The next day I wake up, same thang again | |
| True sporting letterman, football or hoops | |
| Ain' t no telling what you' ll find, stuffed in my Polo boots | |
| Allcity athlete, two T. D' s a game | |
| Hop off the bus hit the cuts, three OZ' s of caine | |
| See a year came, allstate putting it down | |
| 20 points 10 rebounds, scoring six pounds | |
| College scouts came down, even a few from the pro' s | |
| But little do they know, I' m a | |
| Hook | |
| all american gangsta, all my life I wanted to be | |
| A real gangsta, not the kind on TV | |
| I mean a gangsta, not no studio pranksta | |
| But a gangsta, talking bout that all american gangsta | |
| One that, just won' t snitch | |
| I mean a gangsta, keep it real with his click | |
| A real gangsta, who be putting it down | |
| A real gangsta, till they put me six feet underground | |
| talking | |
| I' m a gangsta, know I' m saying | |
| But I ain' t finished yet, come here listen to me everybody | |
| Ha true story, I got a story to tell | |
| About a GANGsta | |
| E. S. G. | |
| I got some scars to prove, I refuse to lose | |
| You gotta pay some dues, wanna fill my shoes | |
| Now which road should I choose, a gangsta or a jock | |
| Which team should I choose, the field or the block | |
| It' s a good day, feel like grinding today | |
| Cause tomorrow, gon be national signing day | |
| Who should I choose, Florida State or LSU | |
| Mean while this cat roll, I' m talking bout hey you | |
| I' m like who me yeah you, is your name Cedric Hill | |
| You' ve been charged with conspiracy, to make a drug deal | |
| Be real, two and a half years being locked away | |
| Now I' m a exconvict, can' t get a job today | |
| Instead of signing with the pros, and going big time | |
| I spent my day locked away, and signing for my time | |
| Let me put this on your mind, America thank ya | |
| You' re the reason, I turned into the | |
| Hook | |
| talking | |
| G' d up for real nigga, I don' t care where you from | |
| East Coast, West Coast, Midwest, Dirty South | |
| Game recognize game, real G' s click for real G' s baby | |
| Blue wear blue, red wear red you' re Vice Lord or G. D | |
| We don' t give a damn, long as you bout your money | |
| E. S. G., SES all american gangsta |
| zuò qǔ : S. Ridley, C. Hill | |
| talking | |
| Say, say yeahyeah, come here for a minute | |
| listen to me everybody, huh it' s a true story people | |
| I got a story to tell, about a GANGSTA | |
| E. S. G. | |
| Gangsta, never heard the word befo' | |
| Think the first time, I was like nine years old | |
| All my life been told, don' t you curse or steal | |
| Do onto others as they do onto you, be for real | |
| Saw my first drug deal, while in the 8th grade | |
| So this the way, a lot of po' folks be getting paid | |
| I wasn' t raised that way, I' m making A' s and B' s | |
| But I' m sick and tired, of having empty ass Christmas trees | |
| Wasn' t no mongoose for me, or sued Pumas for the Boss | |
| Couldn' t get no bike, cause my mama laid off | |
| Santa Clause ain' t coming, ain' t chimneys in the projects | |
| Just smoked out vents, begging for a long check | |
| Hanging on the wrong set, eating cookies and chips | |
| While other cats on the track, had cookies to flip | |
| Exposed me to a new way, to get me some pay | |
| Day by day, I' m turning to a | |
| Hook | |
| all american gangsta, all my life I wanted to be | |
| A real gangsta, not the kind on TV | |
| I mean a gangsta, and I ain' t talking bout prankstas | |
| a gangsta, talking bout that all american gangsta | |
| That' s the only life I know | |
| I mean a gangsta, all about his cash flow | |
| I mean a gangsta, one that just won' t quit | |
| A real gangsta, talking bout that all american gangsta | |
| E. S. G. | |
| Coming home, from practice | |
| Throw my jersey in the washer, grab my work from under my mattress | |
| Be on the block, 5 to 9 going bout 10 | |
| The next day I wake up, same thang again | |
| True sporting letterman, football or hoops | |
| Ain' t no telling what you' ll find, stuffed in my Polo boots | |
| Allcity athlete, two T. D' s a game | |
| Hop off the bus hit the cuts, three OZ' s of caine | |
| See a year came, allstate putting it down | |
| 20 points 10 rebounds, scoring six pounds | |
| College scouts came down, even a few from the pro' s | |
| But little do they know, I' m a | |
| Hook | |
| all american gangsta, all my life I wanted to be | |
| A real gangsta, not the kind on TV | |
| I mean a gangsta, not no studio pranksta | |
| But a gangsta, talking bout that all american gangsta | |
| One that, just won' t snitch | |
| I mean a gangsta, keep it real with his click | |
| A real gangsta, who be putting it down | |
| A real gangsta, till they put me six feet underground | |
| talking | |
| I' m a gangsta, know I' m saying | |
| But I ain' t finished yet, come here listen to me everybody | |
| Ha true story, I got a story to tell | |
| About a GANGsta | |
| E. S. G. | |
| I got some scars to prove, I refuse to lose | |
| You gotta pay some dues, wanna fill my shoes | |
| Now which road should I choose, a gangsta or a jock | |
| Which team should I choose, the field or the block | |
| It' s a good day, feel like grinding today | |
| Cause tomorrow, gon be national signing day | |
| Who should I choose, Florida State or LSU | |
| Mean while this cat roll, I' m talking bout hey you | |
| I' m like who me yeah you, is your name Cedric Hill | |
| You' ve been charged with conspiracy, to make a drug deal | |
| Be real, two and a half years being locked away | |
| Now I' m a exconvict, can' t get a job today | |
| Instead of signing with the pros, and going big time | |
| I spent my day locked away, and signing for my time | |
| Let me put this on your mind, America thank ya | |
| You' re the reason, I turned into the | |
| Hook | |
| talking | |
| G' d up for real nigga, I don' t care where you from | |
| East Coast, West Coast, Midwest, Dirty South | |
| Game recognize game, real G' s click for real G' s baby | |
| Blue wear blue, red wear red you' re Vice Lord or G. D | |
| We don' t give a damn, long as you bout your money | |
| E. S. G., SES all american gangsta |
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