Stright Gangstaism (Explicit) - Geto Boys

Yeah

I take y'all way back

Seven years old I'm lookin' up

To the gangstas in the hood

'Cause to me and my cousins yeah they represented good

Even when we played cops and robbers on the block

Nobody wanted to play the cop dig it

'Cause the cop was a pussy-ass b***h

And if you played the cop n***a you got yo a*s kicked

I was a curious child

I used to hang out by the ballroom

And study the gangsta style

The way they talk the way they walk the way they act

The way they wore that gangsta hat

Tilted rim laid flat out

Now that's the type of s**t I'm talkin' about

Yeah cigarette in one hand drink in the other

Leanin to one side cooler than a motherf**ker

With them gangsta-ass nicknames

Gillie boy pokey big Joe Goldie and Lil Lane

True motherf**kin' mack daddies

B***h on his side drivin' a '73 Caddy

With a chrome-plated 357

Ready to send a motherf**ker on a stairway to heaven

I was fascinated

Yeah I let 'em influence me and my momma hated it

But she still gave me love

'Cause my momma understood that it was in my blood

See it was a cycle

And in a few mo' years

She wouldn't have to worry about her Michael

'Cause I'll be makin' my own decisions

Yeah comin' up fast clockin' cash straight gangstaism

Yeah

On and on and on and on and on

Yeah

Break it down

Huh

Like that

Like that

Yeah

Now it's '93

I got a name for myself

Made a little wealth played the cards I was dealt

Didn't go for self now I'm a G

Huh and every motherf**kin body know me

N***as in the hood all got love

'Cause they saw me raise up from a motherf**kin' scrub

And hoes that I know

From way back befo'

They used to say no

All wanna go

To the hotel

'Cause they claim that they interested

And everybody talkin' about the s**t that they wish they did

But I surpassed all that

They used to wanna know if I was down now

They don't ask all that

'Cause they believin' what they seein'

A young n***a comin' up fast yeah straight G

Huh

Yeah

On and on and on

Yeah

Huh

Like that

Took 'em way back

Sittin' back as a youngster peepin' out my folks

Some were straight G's and some went out smokin' d**e

I had to cope with it be a man and stay strong

Even though some folks didn't think that I'd live long

I watched grandpa shoot dice at the liquo' sto'

Hittin' licks in the dough on Ju Man and Big Joe

Walkin' out the do' with a gallon of Jack

Sellin' straight sens buds 'cause back then

There wasn't no crack

And matter fact to this day

I'm doin' s**t like grandpa in every way

I got my hustle on loc I ain't frontin'

Just a young n***a in this world tryina have somethin'

Yeah that's the environment I know

That's how I was raised and that's how Imma go

I don't know

Will I ever be a cell mate

But I do know I'm never goin' straight

Ganstarism

Yeah really tho'

3-2 in the motherf**kin' house still

Down with the motherf**kin' GP

And y'all gon' hear the original big baby really tho'

And the motherf**kin' 9 to the trey deuce

I know you heard that big baby yeah

We got Seag in the motherf**kin' house tho' from Oakland yeah

We got big Mike yeeah

Fattey Hattey yeeah

We got big Chief and LeJay really tho'

Say big baby look at my d

You f**kin' b***h

Really tho'

Bido in the muthaf**kin' house yeah

N***a face evil really tho'

They can't fade this soft s**t tho'

Uh the they can't fade it tho'

I'm outta this beeyatch