Tekstovi: Benzino. The Benzino Project. G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R.

G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R [Benzino] Uh.......Hangmen 3 (Gangsta jugga) Uh huh (Gangsta jugga) Uh huh yo (Gangsta jugga) Pray on it sober, I'm just another step closer Niggas'll ghost ya, found out these'll hurt ya I'm moralized street solider, I thought the streets told ya Play it frank while I lay in the Beam, let the heat roast ya Thug slash beat composer, Nights filled wit freaks and doser My Benz keeps the baddest bitches, huggin the block Went from rags to riches, don't fuck with snitches Hollow tips sluggin the glock, hollerin "Who let the thug in the spot" Take shorty to the 'Tel blow her back out BENZINO!!!!!! (Bitches, clips, guns) Black out, inhale blow it back out [deep breathin] And y'all motherfuckers better not act out I go the cash route, plus bet on mash out Burn rubber and leave you niggas assed out [Hook:] G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R, I-B-E-A-C-I-A-O (iaaaaaaaahaha iaaahahahahaa) Chief rocker, whole tribe flooded out He don't know you better tell your man cut it out I'm workin with a short fuse you can't put it out Big money, big guns that's what I'm about Grab a shovel, big meat you might get through ...Deep concentration, I'm at a level that niggas can't get to I'm gangsta part gorilla, part pit bull In other words this dog means business Still do it for my men behind bars, LIFERS I never start a situation that I can't finish Trendsetter, simple and plan, the first in rap music wit a crew on his chain And I'm coming for them belts like Tyson From Wallpoles to Ricards, push Benz's befo I got my license We vultures, street bred, king cobras Keep focus, smoke weed, sip Coronas The saga ends, you can't do nothing for us Spit chorus, bitches can't ignore us [Hook:] (iaaaaahahahaa iaaahahahaa) [Scratching] G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R, I-B-E-A-C-I-A-O Most dangerous, most dangerous, Benzino is m-m-most dangerous, most violent... most dangerous, Benzino is m-m-most dangerous, most violent..................... Benzino is m-m-most dangerous, most violent... Dro in a blunt twist it up, put four in your gut twist you up You ain't heard not guilty's the verdict [the verdict echoes]