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Gangsters Is Back © 4-26-04
(9-23-18/4-1-20 Revised)

The Gangsters Is Back... The Gangsters Is Back... The Gang... The Gang... Gang... The Gangsters Is Back... And you Yucky Boys... You In Trouble... The Gangsters Is Back... And you Yucky Boys... You In Trouble... The Gangsters Is Back... The Gangsters Is Back... The Gang... The Gang... Gang... The Gangsters Is Back... And you Yucky Boys... You In Trouble... The Gangsters Is Back... And you Yucky Boys... You In Trouble...



V.1
Left up out the Streets on My Two Feet... The Ladies Love Me... Skip all them Catastrophes... My Background is Really Ugly...

Yea I seldom Speak unless I’m Spoken of in Crowds and Clusters... I don’t Hold discussions you gone Like... if you a Trick or Sucker...

Message to you Punk Bytches... Message to you Snitches... Homicide King... that’s how my Transcripts is Really Written...

I don’t ReSpond to Rumors... Called a Hit on Captain Douma... Gangster down to My Pumas...

I step on the Scene... you Catchin Goose Bumps... you Itty Bitty... Commentary Notes... this ain’t No Commissary Jail Smitty...

Run and Tell Diddy... them ain’t Bad Boys... Taurus home... Fresh Up out them Cages... you don’t Even hear from Mike Jones... (Mike Jones)





The Gangsters Is Back... The Gangsters Is Back... The Gang... The Gang... Gang... The Gangsters Is Back... And you Yucky Boys... You In Trouble... The Gangsters Is Back... And you Yucky Boys... You In Trouble... The Gangsters Is Back... The Gangsters Is Back... The Gang... The Gang... Gang... The Gangsters Is Back... And you Yucky Boys... You In Trouble... The Gangsters Is Back... And you Yucky Boys... You In Trouble...




V.2
I ain’t Really Cold Hearted... that Just Comes from Murder Charges... Smack you with a Lead pipe... Leave you Half Dead... ReTarded...

Ever lose my Temper I’m the Type to Slap Ashton Kutcher... Pimp all on your Sister... yea I even Spook... Benny Butcher...

Keep her Crouched on the Couch... thang all in Her mouth... Spout all in her Throat... leave a Whole Gang in her Mouth...

Same Guy waitin in your Home... yea... Same dude Smack you in the Face with the Chrome...

Let me Put it in a Syllable... you Killable Homey... and I’m the Kind... Qualified... to get it Drillable Homey...

Keep Talkin... Have you Sleepin with Dolphins... Worm food or Dressed Up nice... Tucked in a Coffin...



The Gangsters Is Back... The Gangsters Is Back... The Gang... The Gang... Gang... The Gangsters Is Back... And you Yucky Boys... You In Trouble... The Gangsters Is Back... And you Yucky Boys... You In Trouble... The Gangsters Is Back... The Gangsters Is Back... The Gang... The Gang... Gang... The Gangsters Is Back... And you Yucky Boys... You In Trouble... The Gangsters Is Back... And you Yucky Boys... You In Trouble...