Gangsta Luv Pt. 2

(Verse 1)<br>It`s 1996 and I`m dippin with my G<br>I`m claimin Cartel till I die, sippin hennessey<br>Got the rolex on my neck and my wrist<br>Dis a hoe that`s all I know as the 100 spoke twist<br>G`s rollin tighter than a G-string hoes wanna playa hate<br>The conversation`s stupid `cause forever I`ma celebrate<br>And aim with my homies finger clutched on a Tec.9<br>Yo bitch, you walk a thin line<br>Buggin `cause I`m rockin videos in they eyes, buggin me<br>Packin up your shit and leavin me while I`m in Italy<br>So let the dog hit you where the dog shoulda porched on<br>In other words get the fuck on<br>Tryna stack a mill ticket<br>But you always get mad when my G`s kick it<br>But on the road it`s us against the world<br>For my G I would take a slug<br>`Cause it`s gangsta luv<br><br>(Chorus)<br>It`s that gangsta love from the S.C.C.<br>Talkin `bout these bitches and rollin with my G`s<br>It`s that gangsta love from the S.C.C<br>Can`t get no peace because these hoes keep sweatin me<br><br>(Verse 2)<br>I`ma be a G from the nighttime to the break of dawnin<br>`N the morning I clip the .9 mill when I`m yawnin<br>Performin days`n days but you be trippin on my status<br>Buggin me with family matters<br>I`m a gangster when I mention that`s the way I kick it<br>Now that you addicted you tryna make me switch it<br>I picture me and you holdin, blue 64<br>Baby locs in the back seat hittin dips hoe<br>(Bonnie & Clyde) no matter what the fuck is happenin<br>You holdin my back that`s even if it call for cappin<br>And scrappin baby had love for G`s<br>Another page from the eastside trilogy<br>But you be buggin, couldn`t deal with a gangsta`s lovin<br>It`s nuthin that`ll keep your lifestyle plush`n<br>Rushin from hood to hood `cause you think I`m caught slip`n<br>But it`s gangsta luv still dipp`n<br><br>(Chorus)<br><br>(Verse 3)<br>Blowin up my pager and you know you had the chance<br>But I never call you back I hope that ass understands<br>You see me dippin in a beamer 5-25<br>High sippin on a Semor<br>Right, now you wanna ride with a nigga <br>`cause a nigga`s livin large, hoe<br>Posted in the Central, I drop that ass like some cargo<br>Rhimeson on a path to luxuries so stop beepin me<br>Hoe, your ass is history<br>As my game got deep like the Abyss<br>I had to make you drop the miss, prod<br>And now you miss, tha<br>Rollin Havikk Rhimeson and the Prode`je<br>Callin all the hoes that begin with the letter "B"<br>Saw you couldn`t deal with this, you say I`m caught up in the game<br>My head had blown up from the fame, I`m the same<br>O.G. E-A-S-T rider<br>With this gangsta luv I provide ya<br><br>(Chorus)