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Onyx

Genres: Hip-Hop

Gangsta Lyrics - Onyx

[Fredro Starr] 

You my wife with no papers, my gangsta bitch 

First time I got caught you tried to shank a bitch 

You scared to get down, she a bust all rounds 

Smoke a Newport, cut me half, bust me down 

Catch me lookin at another chick she curse me out 

Dead serious, but at times she act silly 

Jump out the truck at the light to get the philly 

Rolling it up, chasing down the ice cream truck 

I waited half-an-hour for your hair to get braided 

She leaving dirty messages on 3-way pagers 

Told her how to roll, she low and spit razors 

She hit triple six first time out in Vegas 

Never got shook, when feds knocked down the door 

She hid the coke, a scared chick would've flushed it all 

And we can live it up, eat lots of shrimp 

Or get grimey with a quarter bag of potato chips 

 

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[Chorus: Platinum Plus] 

Cause she's straight gangstaaaaa-aaaaa-aaaaa-aaaaa 

Gangstaaaaa 

Cause she's straight gangstaaaaa-aaaaa-aaaaa-aaaaa 

Gangstaaaaa 

 

[Sonsee] 

I need a down chick that wouldn't mind loading my clips 

And wouldn't blow her mind if I showed her a brick 

In and out of the grind with the focus of chips 

Blowing one time with her controlling the whip 

Wait up for me and make sure she doubled the flip 

She a sophisticated thug bitch that move her hips 

She catch you for her set up you when you move your shit 

Or most of the time, she throw the cold shoulder to guys 

Smoke in the ride, hoodie low over her eyes 

She know she a dime, baby nine shot to her thighs 

Gotta be live, help me count doe in the five 

And when I'm gone for weeks, turn them OT moves 

She don't trip, she's the gangsta she knows the rules 

Giving me hell is not hard, it's something to lose 

God for bid I slip up and land in jail 

My murder mami put the house up to make the bail 

 

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[Chorus] 

 

[Sticky Fingaz] 

Behind a real nigga there's a real bitch, she lied to me 

See, my bitch walked right beside of me 

I've been in situations and seen her ride for me 

She licked my gun wounds, even did my time with me 

Ain't nothing she can't have, I gave that girl ery'thing 

Tatooed her name on fingers for wedding rings 

Are you that chick, do you rep Sticky? 

We split it down the middle, everything 40-60 

Are you that chick for rich or poor? 

The only one I eat out the only one I hit raw 

Keep you, covered in ice til you start shivering 

The Baby Phat Gucched up out with pink Timbalands 

Me and her, we like Bonnie and Clyde 

I hold the heat and the money, she drive the ride 

She make other bitch's mad cause she more bitch than they ever been 

It's beautiful and intelligent, talented, droppin heroin 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Outro: Platinum Plus] 

She build with me, she kill for me 

With blood, shed tears, you still with me 

She real with me, smoke fry with me 

Look the judge in the eye, straight lie for me 

Count bills with me, you'll kill for me 

With the blood, shed tears, she still with me 

Cause she build with me, she kill for me 

Look the judge in the eye, straight lie for me 

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