Gangsta Shit's Like A Drug Lyrics - Mack 10

Yeah again, another group collaboration 

From the second I get dressed to get to steepin' I'm on one 

Fillin' up the 4-4 if pop-po want some 

I ain't runnin' from a motherfucker 

Dust a sucker off if he soft then fuck him if he suffer 

Another One Bites The Dust like the song say 

Bust em in the wrong way, caught up in the gunplay 

One day, some say, we all gon' die 

Human lives to my eyes, take a size and bye 

You're on your own, give em all and go explode 

It's a cold that aroze when you chose your clothes 

Blue or red, who will care if we all was rich? 

Ballin' tills, haulin' chickens, flossin grips 

I give a damn bout the next fool, my Tek rule 

Ol' school nigga bout to take it to the next school 

This gangsta shit is like drugs, runnin' with thugs 

Puttin' slugs in your motherfuckin' mug 

This gangsta shit is like a drug, (I got to ride) 

And live for the hood to show my love 

This gangsta shit is like a drug, (I got to ride) 

And live for the hood to show my love 

This gangsta shit is like a motherfuckin' gangsta drug 

Crips and Bloods, oh 

This gangsta shit is like a motherfuckin' gangsta drug 

Crips and Bloods, ooh 

I got to bang on my enemy 

I got make sure they know, they ain't afraid of me 

So I'm gon' ride on they hood 

Leavin' nuttin' but obituaries til they get it understood 

You know that Squeak-Ru capped em 

I wantcha homegirl photo book to be full of em 

I'll be the gossip for ya block 

When y'all explain to each other how I creep with the Glock 

The 4-5 nigga did the damage 

I took two to da dome, so, nigga, fuck a bandage 

And all you got was a bodybag 

Accommodations to the morgue, equipped with a toe tag 

Now you know I'm a killer 

You cross my name out on the ward, it lets me know y'all remember 

Mashed on your hood and got a trophy 

If you really want revenge, nigga, come get me 

This gangsta shit is like a drug, (I got to ride) 

And live for the hood to show my love 

This gangsta shit is like a drug, (I got to ride) 

And live for the hood to show my love 

This gangsta shit is like a motherfuckin' gangsta drug 

Crips and Bloods, oh 

This gangsta shit is like a motherfuckin' gangsta drug 

Crips and Bloods, oh 

This gangsta shit is a must, and plus I bust 

And puff angel dust for the headrush 

I like the way the Teks spit when I'm lit 

I feel like "Fuck the police" and "a bitch ain't shit" 

Plus I represent my curb to the fullest 

And them, so-called hogs be like track stars when I pull this 

Beat out, get the sheet out when I roam 

Cos the first fool caught slippin on my block gettin done 

So fuck a job, dogg, I jacks for my figures 

Plus I live by the trigger and I ride for my niggas 

On all-gold twisters on a front and back Caddy 

Every broad in they ghetto wish I was their baby daddy 

So which lucky ho wanna be Miss Mack 1-0 

You gotta have a gang of ass and be a dick-suckin pro 

I wanna down bitch for my bride and when we ride 

Gotta love this gangsta shit and be down for the homicide 

This gangsta shit is like a drug, (I got to ride) 

And live for the hood to show my love 

This gangsta shit is like a drug, (I got to ride) 

And live for the hood to show my love 

This gangsta shit is like a motherfuckin' gangsta drug 

Crips and Bloods, oh 

This gangsta shit is like a motherfuckin' gangsta drug 

Crips and Bloods, oh 

This gangsta shit is like a motherfuckin' gangsta drug 

Crips and Bloods, oh 

Rest in peace to all the soldiers 

We lost to this gangsta shit