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[Petey Pablo]I was so glad, when they said unto meLet us go into the house, of the gangsters[Chorus: Petey Pablo]If you don`t call this gangster, I don`t know what a gangster isIf you don`t call this gangster, you don`t know what gangster isSaid it`s one thing to be real, but real ain`t all a gangster isIf you don`t call this gangster, you don`t know what gangster isI know[Petey Pablo]I was so glad...I only smoke with the folks that came in when I came inI don`t smoke with bitches cause I don`t know where they mouth beenDawg I`m a celebrity, I got fans, I don`t need friendsI don`t need security, cause they ain`t checked me when I came inAll that you impressed with, is what I already didThe life you choose to emulate, that`s the life I liveDream house, dream car, quarter past thatThat money that you makin, was my champagne tabDawg, that`s yo` girl? Be cool, relaxI just need her tonight, call the phone, you can get her backYou gon` ball then ball, you gon` mack then mackYour mouth sayin one thang, but your action don`t say thatYou told me all aboutcha, and I ain`t even askedLook at ya, nervous, jittery, can`t stare me in the eyes can ya?Real recognize real, you can`t deceive a gangsterShort Dawg, Petey Pab`, what was y`all thankin?[Chorus][Too $hort]I know you wanna live the good lifeNew car, new house, what it look like?You`ll never see it, tryin to be somethin that you`re notYou runnin to the car cause you don`t wanna get shotBut at the bar you was hardAin`t even no straps in your car, you better call the lawThey got guns, you got a cell phoneDo some gangster shit, and get the hell on... You talked all that shitBut a bunch of ass-whuppins, that`s all y`all getActin tough in the clubYou found out you was fuckin with some thugs; put them hands on yaSo fast you ain`t know what happenedOutside seen `em ridin in a fo` do` cabinTryin to kill you, this shit is real foolYou won`t survive in the streets if you don`t know the rules[Chorus][Dolla Will]Uhh; Black Continental, suicide goldsGators hit the flo`, I ain`t payin at the do`While you fly outside, waitin for the guest listand to get frisked, it`s niggaz like me creepin with heatthat`ll burn ya crispI`m at some work, you would open your mouth to kissWhy you at the bar, roused off Cris`No longer courageless, grabbin hoes by the wristChose one, mix wasn`t hit, so you wet her clothesand said BITCH - put it on thick, like Lonzo in "Training Day"Not knowin she with a clique, that`s aimin at your faceSoon as they get word, hope your friends don`t desertAnd valet got your Benz parked next to the curbYou ain`t a gangster, L7Quick to bail out, like a nigga in jail stressinA lesson to be learnt, bout what a gangster isNot only do we roll deep, so do a gangsteress[Chorus]

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