Slim Thug Follow

Yo, I don't care what y'all do, how y'all do
Where y'all do it, just keep it gangsta
Look at them gangstas, uh, yeah, uh huh yeah, uh

Fab's livin' la vida loca, the only nigga in the hood
You can come see for either weed or coca
Nark's wanna see me and my team in a chair
They heard about the kid with the high beams in his ear

D E A been lookin' for proof since 9 3
When I came through in the Benz with the roof behind me
Tell them Jake's, through on bullet proof's and find me
You need extinguishers to go in the booth behind me

Who the fuck wanna beef
My Fendi knits be 3 X so you can't see what's tucked underneath
And I might not even drop
Just take my advance and make a small town in Cleveland pop

Vivrant thing on my hip, that will make you breathe and stop
Rock ya chain in ya shirt, you roll with the sleeves on top
That niggas know where my heat stay at
I leave niggas M I A and I ain't talkin' where the heat play at, c'mon

Y'all know who, keepin' it gangsta
We come through, keepin' it gangsta
Y'all know how we do, keepin' it gangsta
My whole crew, keepin' it gangsta

Niggas don't think I'm still shavin' crack 'cause I pull up in a truck
With a system that make the pavement crack
Baguettes have my face and band covered
And I keep a 'Lethal Weapon' like Mel Gibson and Dan Glover

Now I lose V Money and C Lo
And the cops think me and Muggs is G Money and Nino
I don't hit these honey's with C-Notes
Rather put them on Greyhound, strap these honey's with kilos

Type of gangsta every chick wants
I get Nike's from Aster, you won't see hit the store for 6 months
Or something 'bout the Beamer X 5
When I come through, it be increasing a skeo's sex drive

Half the click look like they stuck Genesis up
The other half is tryin' to wrap they sentences up
I'm never gon' hate, half these artists never slung weight
When they call N Y, the only time they touch the 7 1 8

Y'all know who, keepin' it gangsta
We come through, keepin' it gangsta
Y'all know how we do, keepin' it gangsta
My whole crew, keepin' it gangsta

I lay low on the other side of the globe
Carat's hangin' out the side of my lobe
Pull in ya drivers side and unload
They find ya when it's time for your ride
To be towed on side of the road
With ya brain on ya passenger side of ya Rove

Y'all niggaz ain't gangsta till y'all ridin' and Fed's tail ya
Hit a chick once and she runnin' back like Fred Taylor
I'm snatchin everything in the P J's now
That's why most these niggas is workin' with the D A's now

If I'm in a hoop ride or a buggy coupe 5, keepin' it gangsta
If I'm with a hoochie freak or a dime in Gucci sneaks, keepin' it gangsta
If I'm probably in the hood or I'm in Hollywood, keepin' it gangsta
If I spit 16 on a track or 16 from a gat, keepin' it gangsta

Y'all know who, keepin' it gangsta
We come through, keepin' it gangsta
Y'all know how we do, keepin' it gangsta
My whole crew, keepin' it gangsta, come on

Yo, I don't care what y'all do, how y'all do
Where y'all do it, just keep it gangsta