[Intro: Andre Nickatina]
The way some cats, yeah, get they cash
Fuck around have a gun in your face
Tied up and they whoopin' yo' ass
Man, most cats, man, they don't play
'Cause they mom's get high
I can still recall the day I saw a gangsta cry
[Verse 1: Andre Nickatina]
Man, under the hot sun, young cats they buck with hot guns, fat ones
Man if you sellin' this, you better the know the consequence, shit
Walk just like army ants, yeah man, let me borrow that
Please homeboy, don't be no snitch
And put this business before that fine bitch
Here go a classic tale, a motherfucka just got out of jail
Slipped up on some major mail, then went back to jail on major bail, yo
[Refrain: Andre Nickatina]
Yo, man most cats, man, they don't play 'cause they mom's get high
I can still recall the day I saw a gangsta cry
[Verse 2: Andre Nickatina]
Don't be no perpetrator
Fuck around and be on a respirator
Goin' up to heaven on a escalator
'Cause they sent you to hell on a elevator, yo
Yo, right in front of corner store's with the 4-5 slugs
Some might say it's unity
But there ain't no love
Crack a smile like a beer bottle
Don't worry 'bout the bullet 'cause they feel hollow
Keep your foot on the gas throttle
These motherfucker's ain't no role models
Blow your mind with an evil disguise
Weaken this nigga right in front of your eyes
Where he got shot, that's where he lies
Layin' there dead with open eyes
Blow you over on a street corner
It's all about that b-soda
Breakin' arms and shoulders
'Cause this drama's thick as quarters
They bust at you and you bust back
Then, just like a whip, you gon' snap back
How they gon' fuck with you, fuck that
Kill them all so they don't come back
Mind state
Crime rate
Hell waits for jail baits
Man, if you make a mistake, don't even wait
But motherfucker get up outta my face
It's a dirty loss for a dirty game
So motherfucker it's a dirty shame
[Pre-Chorus: Andre Nickatina]
I saw a gangsta cry
I saw a gangsta cry
I saw a gangsta cry
I saw a gangsta cry
[Chorus: Andre Nickatina]
It was a trip when I first saw a gangsta cry
Didn't know, didn't ask, didn't wonder why
It was a trip when I first saw a gangsta cry
Didn't know, didn't ask, didn't wonder why
[Verse 3: San Quinn]
Indestructible, fuck wit' a nigga
Hustled slow, ten years, seven digits
Make a bill with Baxter broadcaster
Obtaining fame for fake homies laugh
Until we sell cocaine, if that be our place
Clear out a nigga's space, give out cakes
Give our rates, a nigga can't match
But they on the case, we flip a hundred pound batch
Hundred-round gats, million words
Rhymes put together never sound absurd
They said we bound to splurge when I feel superb
Super in the Supra finna scoop her playing Luther
Vandross, when a man floss, get bossed
Skully in the traffic, with a major toss
I said I paid the cost, got to check the bread
Me and Nickatina resurrect the dead
You niggas misdemeanors and we beyond fed
Lookin' for a reason tryna read my head
You niggas misdemeanors and we beyond fed
Lookin' for a reason tryna read my head
Watch the paper grow, gangsta's makin' dough
Taking lives, you know who plays the most
We raised with pits, preying on weakness
Sign of fear showing through your sweetness
My niggas on some deep shit, catch homie, creep shit
Sit on the stand, let me shit on the man
Shit, I bust a lot of rhymes and I rushed a spot a time
Plush-defined designs, look inside my mind
Rhymes [?] the scene
Wearing Supreme, I'll put your soul in a sling
With the coldest of teams, [?]
None of us bogus, you bitches better promote us
My Chevy is golden, turf [?]
And for bad predicaments we livin' up against
You can not fuck with this, please don't try
We easin' by, with our G's at our side
[Chorus: Andre Nickatina]
It was a trip when I first saw a gangsta cry
Didn't know, didn't ask, didn't wonder why
It was a trip when I first saw a gangsta cry
Didn't know, didn't ask, didn't wonder why
