Fabolous - Keepin' It Gangsta Lyrics

Fabolous, yeah (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Yo, I don't care what y'all do, how y'all do it (uh-huh, uh-huh, Brooklyn)
Where y'all do it, just keep it gangsta (yeah, yeah, uh)
Look at them gangstas
Uh, yeah, uh-huh, yeah, uh

Fab's livin' la vida loca
The only nigga in the hood you can come see for either weed or coca
Narc's wanna see me and my team in a chair
They heard about the kid with the high beams in his ear
DEA been lookin' for proof since 9-3
When I came through in the Benz with the roof behind me
Tell them jake's throw on bulletproof's and find me
You need extinguishers to go in the booth behind me
Who the fuck wanna beef?
My Fendi knits be 3X so you can't see what's tucked underneath
And I might not even drop
Just take my advance and make a small town in Cleveland pop
"Vivrant Thing" on my hip, that'll make you "Breathe and Stop"
Rock your chain in your shirt, your roll with the sleeves on top
Y'all niggas know where my heat stay at
I leave niggas MIA and I ain't talkin' where the Heat play at, come on

Y'all know who
Keepin' it gangsta
We come through
Keepin' it gangsta
Y'all know how we do
Keepin' it gangsta (uh)
My whole crew (yeah, uh-huh, yeah, uh, yo, uh)
Keepin' it gangsta

Niggas don't think I'm still shavin' crack
'Cause I pull up in a truck with a system that make the pavement crack
Baguettes have my face and band covered
And I keep a "Lethal Weapon" like Mel Gibson and Dan Glover
Now I lose V Money and Cee-Lo
And the cops think me and Muggs is G Money and Nino
I don't hit these honey's with C-Notes
Rather put them on Greyhound, strap these honey's with kilo's
Type of gangsta every chick wants
I get Nike's from Aster you won't see hit the store for six months
There's something 'bout the Beamer X5
When I come through it be increasing a skeo's sex drive
Half the clique look like they stuck Genesis up
The other half is tryna wrap they sentences up
I'm never gon' hate, half these artists never slung weight
When they call NY, it's the only time they touch the 7-1-8 (what, nigga?)

Y'all know who
Keepin' it gangsta
We come through
Keepin' it gangsta
Y'all know how we do
Keepin' it gangsta (uh)
My whole crew (uh-huh, gangsta)
Keepin' it gangsta

I lay low on the other side of the globe
Carat's hangin' out the side of my lobe
Pull on ya driver's side and unload
They find ya when its time for your ride to be towed
On side of the road
With your brain on ya passenger side of your Rove
Y'all niggas ain't gangsta 'til y'all ridin' and fed's tail ya
Hit a chick once and she runnin' back like Fred Taylor
I'm snatchin' everything in the PJ's now
That's why most these niggas is workin' with the DA's now (come on)
If I'm in a hoop ride or a buggy coupe 5
Keepin' it gangsta
If I'm with a hoochie freak or a dime in Gucci sneaks
Keepin' it gangsta
If I poli' in the hood or I'm in Hollywood
Keepin' it gangsta
If I spit 16 on a track or 16 from a gat
Keepin' it gangsta

Y'all know who
Keepin' it gangsta
We come through
Keepin' it gangsta
Y'all know how we do
Keepin' it gangsta (uh)
My whole crew
Keepin' it gangsta (come on)