Keep It Gangsta
Eightball & M.J.G. Lyrics


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[G. Dep]
I got enough flows to spit, they cold as shit
Give you what you supposed to get, to close ya lip
I got enough O's to get, and hoes to hit
Try to stick ya nose in shit, get froze and stiff.
Talk about load ya clip, and O's you flip.
When you ain't holdin shit but droze and dick.
Roll the spliff, take the toke
You either gittin cake or broke
You can stay awake or (??)
Take a note, take a vote
Buy a landslide or tell ya man slide or I shake ya boat.
Take ya toast, this rap shit I make the oath
To get cake, or estates by the lake or boat
Bad hoes, (??)
See the snake, (??) leave faith then they hate to go
Yo, Its to late to blow
Ya run around pay for hoes, that's why ya paper low

[Shyne - Hook]
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Fload ya block, and keep it gangsta
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Coat Them rocks, and keep it gangsta
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Drop the top, and keep it gangsta
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Wylin, stylin, and keep it gangsta

[Shyne]
Shyne Po, I keep it (??) like I'm supposed too
In a hard top something fronten
I must of (??) died, came back as a rapper
Scareface, smith and eights, in my life after
Bone crushers on my hip, cause shit get thick
In the myths, of killas tryin to get rich
I'm two shells from hell, you can tell I'm made for this life
District (??)
I don't give a fuck, cuase I'm'a do me
Till them hollow points, rip through me
I was born to die, live for what
Plush slut, bucks, guns and ?duffs?
Spent late nights in the kitchen, wishen
Watchin the pot boil, mixin, sniffin
Keepin America high, and why wouldn't I
Gangstas don't talk, we beat the case and walk

[Shyne - Hook]
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Flood ya block, and keep it gangsta
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Coat Them rocks, and keep it gangsta
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Drop the top, and keep it gangsta
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Wylin, stylin, and keep it gangsta

[G. Dep]
Yo, I got wild fed to earn, lead to burn
Stop sign on ya slot time, dead ya turn
Lotta cats gotta wait til they dead to learn
Pastor Rev. Sermen, Ya learnin
Ima wild card to play, guard ya pay
Goodbye's hard to say, cause ya moms to pray
Ya lookin odd and gay, I'm modern day
Ima rep till I'm hard and gray, pardon me (may)
Ima make it hard today, bombs away
Lunach grenades, at your (??) and blaze
Calm ya rage, I ain't even on ya page
Ya see-through like lingerie, guns in a large array
Hit tha door, kick the raw, spit that law, spits some more
Everybody hit tha floor, I'm quick to draw
Flows like hittin bitches raw, to sick to cure.

[Shyne - Hook]
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Fload ya block, and keep it gangsta
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Coat Them rocks, and keep it gangsta
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Drop the top, and keep it gangsta




We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Wylin, stylin, and keep it gangsta

Overall Meaning

The song "Keep It Gangsta" by Eightball & M.J.G. ft. G. Dep & Shyne is a rap song about living a gangster lifestyle. The song is centered around the idea of keeping it real and true to oneself. The lyrics describe the life of a gangsta, including the use of guns and the pursuit of power and wealth. The chorus repeats the phrase "we them n***as with big guns and big dicks," emphasizing the importance of being tough and unyielding. G. Dep raps about his skills and ability to handle any situation, while Shyne emphasizes his commitment to his lifestyle and willingness to do what it takes to succeed. Overall, the song promotes the idea of staying true to oneself and pursuing one's goals, no matter what obstacles may come.


Line by Line Meaning

I got enough flows to spit, they cold as shit
I have a lot of rap lyrics to share, they are impressive


Give you what you supposed to get, to close ya lip
I'll give you what you deserve, so stop talking


I got enough O's to get, and hoes to hit
I have enough money and women to enjoy life


Try to stick ya nose in shit, get froze and stiff.
Don't interfere, or you'll regret it


When you ain't holdin shit but droze and dick.
If you're poor and without merit, you're nothing


Roll the spliff, take the toke
Let's smoke some weed and relax


You either gittin cake or broke
You're either making money or not


You can stay awake or (??)
You can either stay alert or let your guard down


Take a note, take a vote
Listen and make a decision


Buy a landslide or tell ya man slide or I shake ya boat.
Win by a great margin or leave, or I'll ruin your situation


Take ya toast, this rap shit I make the oath
Raise your glass, I swear to succeed in the rap industry


To get cake, or estates by the lake or boat
To get rich, and enjoy a luxurious lifestyle


Bad hoes, (??)
Attractive women, and other things


See the snake, (??) leave faith then they hate to go
Beware of deceitful people, who will betray you in the end


Yo, Its to late to blow
It's too late to succeed, you missed your chance


Ya run around pay for hoes, that's why ya paper low
You waste your money on prostitutes, that's why you're poor


Shyne Po, I keep it (??) like I'm supposed too
I'm Shyne Po, and I act like a gangster should


In a hard top something fronten
I'm driving a fancy car


I must of (??) died, came back as a rapper
I survived a shooting, and became a successful rapper


Scareface, smith and eights, in my life after
I've been in life-threatening situations with guns


Bone crushers on my hip, cause shit get thick
I carry powerful guns, because danger is everywhere


In the myths, of killas tryin to get rich
I'm involved in dangerous gangster activities to become wealthy


I'm two shells from hell, you can tell I'm made for this life
I'm a dangerous person, suited for the gangster lifestyle


District (??)
Unknown


I don't give a fuck, cuase I'm'a do me
I don't care what others think, I'll do what I want


Till them hollow points, rip through me
I'll keep doing this, until someone kills me


I was born to die, live for what
I know I'll die eventually, what's the point of living?


Plush slut, bucks, guns and ?duffs?
Unknown


Spent late nights in the kitchen, wishen
I was cooking drugs at night, dreaming of a better life


Watchin the pot boil, mixin, sniffin
I was cooking drugs, and using them myself


Keepin America high, and why wouldn't I
I was contributing to the drug problem in America


Gangstas don't talk, we beat the case and walk
I don't snitch, I'll take the blame and get away with it


Yo, I got wild fed to earn, lead to burn
I have a lot to gain, and a lot of enemies to kill


Stop sign on ya slot time, dead ya turn
Your time is up, I'll kill you when I want to


Lotta cats gotta wait til they dead to learn
Many people never learn the truth, until they die


Pastor Rev. Sermen, Ya learnin
Even pastors can teach you a valuable lesson


Ima wild card to play, guard ya pay
I'm a dangerous person to mess with, be careful with your money


Goodbye's hard to say, cause ya moms to pray
Saying goodbye is difficult, because it could be the last time for you and your loved ones


Ya lookin odd and gay, I'm modern day
You look weak and ridiculous, I'm a real gangster


Ima rep till I'm hard and gray, pardon me (may)
I'll represent the gangster lifestyle until I die


Ima make it hard today, bombs away
I'll make things difficult for you, and start a violent attack


Lunach grenades, at your (??) and blaze
Throw grenades at your location, and shoot at you


Calm ya rage, I ain't even on ya page
Don't get too angry at me, I'm not your enemy


Ya see-through like lingerie, guns in a large array
You're transparent, I carry many weapons


Hit tha door, kick the raw, spit that law, spits some more
Enter the room, start rapping, and continue with more rhymes


Everybody hit tha floor, I'm quick to draw
Everyone get down, I'll take out my gun in a second


Flows like hittin bitches raw, to sick to cure.
My rap style is brutal and effective, it cannot be matched


We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
We are tough guys, with powerful weapons and sexual confidence


Flood ya block, and keep it gangsta
Take over your territory, and maintain a gangster attitude


Coat Them rocks, and keep it gangsta
Sell drugs, and act like a gangster


Drop the top, and keep it gangsta
Drive a fancy car with the convertible roof down, and maintain a gangster attitude


Wylin, stylin, and keep it gangsta
Act impulsive, and dress in a flashy manner, to maintain a gangster image




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Written by: JAMAAL BARROW, DELENO SEAN MATTHEWS, TREVELL COLEMAN

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