Origineel
[Produced by Nez & Rio]
[Intro: Joy]
Hello… Hello? Fuck rap, my daddy a gangsta
[Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, we
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, G
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, groove
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, Q
[Post-Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
Figg Side! (They want that gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, uhh
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
What it do, young niggas? What it do, young bitches?
I got my drink in my cup, I got my Backwood, no Swishers
And bitch, I’m faded, fucking faded, yeah, I’m famous
What? I’m famous, fucking famous, nigga I made it!
When I was broke, I got me that nine
With that nine, I hit me that lick
And then with that lick, it came with that yola
With that yola, it came with your bitch
And see now your bitch, she gon’ work on that corner
I don’t care if that ho got pneumonia
Give me racks and you won’t get a quota
She don’t run game, I’m the only controller
So what’s up now? Straight pimpin’ over here
And I put that shit on Vers, nigga
I been checking ass all on the curb, nigga
You could tell that she fucking with a Figg nigga
What it is, nigga? Perrier Jouet Rosé, I might relocate
Out of my mind, this world, I’m high, goddammit, I’m fly
(Yay-yay) My grandma showed me my first strap
My nigga Rat-Tone always had the flyest gats
I finally got mine… dirt nap
Real niggas don’t die homeboy, we multiply
And shit, come around my town you clown, that’s suicide
[Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, we
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, G
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, groove
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, Q
[Post-Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
Figg Side! (They want that gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, uhh
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
My momma said don’t be that, the lil nigga that sell crack
Gangbanger that street jack
Always trying to figure where the beef at
Knock-knock, put your brain on the doormat
Bitch nigga, what you call that?
We on block patrol, nigga fuck your roll, got the gat on me
Nigga look, it’s right here, bulldog bark, you could die right here
Real gangsta niggas don’t have no fear
Real niggas never tattoo their tears
Hopping out of vans, disturbing your plans
All hoodied up, no Wu-Tang Clan
Three Js letting off through that Aryan, call that bitch 3 for 10
I’m fucking up the streets again
Tags on the toes all amongst your friends
Let the barrel spin, get blended in, embrace the funk
Groovy as I’m running through your system
Seem like you only target Hindu victims
Red dot, chicken pox type symptoms
Sad day, had his whole family sickened
Trying to state the facts
We don’t care if he elect you black, we got a strap
Gangsta shit, she with me if I’m broke or rich, I got a bitch
Ain’t sober, kush odor, kush sodas, crip stoner
Real soldier, head off shoulders, makeover
[Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, we
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, G
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, groove
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, Q
[Post-Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
Figg Side! (They want that gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, uhh
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
Vertaling
[Geproduceerd door Nez & Rio]
[Intro: Joy]
Hallo… Hallo? Fuck rap, mijn vader een gangsta
[Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, we
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, G
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, groove
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, Q
[Post-Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
Figg Side! (Ze willen die gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, uhh
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
What it do, young niggas? What it do, young bitches?
I got my drink in my cup, I got my Backwood, no Swishers
And bitch, I’m faded, fucking faded, yeah, I’m famous
Wat? Ik ben beroemd, fucking beroemd, nigga ik heb het gemaakt!
Toen ik blut was, kreeg ik die negen.
Met die negen, gaf ik me die lik
En met die lik, kwam het met die yola
Met die yola, kwam het met je teef
En zie nu je teef, ze gaat werken op die hoek
Het kan me niet schelen al had die hoer longontsteking
Geef me rekken en je krijgt geen quota
Ze doet geen spelletjes, ik ben de enige controleur
Dus wat is er nu? Straight pimpin’ over here
En ik zet die shit op Vers, nigga
Ik heb mijn kont gecontroleerd op de stoep, nikker.
Je kon zien dat ze met een Figg-nigga neukte.
Wat is het, nigga? Perrier Jouet Rosé, ik ga misschien verhuizen
Uit m’n dak, deze wereld, ik ben high, godverdomme, ik vlieg
(Yay-yay) My grandma showed me my first strap
Mijn nigga Rat-Tone had altijd de gaafste gats
I finally got mine… dirt nap
Echte nikkers sterven niet, we vermenigvuldigen ons.
En shit, kom rond mijn stad jij clown, dat is zelfmoord
[Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, we
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, G
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, groove
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, Q
[Post-Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
Figg Side! (Ze willen die gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, uhh
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
My momma said don’t be that, the lil nigga that sell crack
Gangbanger that street jack
Always trying to figure where the beef at
Knock-knock, put your brain on the doormat
Bitch nigga, hoe noem je dat?
We zijn op blok patrouille, nigga fuck your roll, got the gat on me
Kijk, hier is het, bulldog blaf, je kunt hier sterven.
Echte gangsta niggas hebben geen angst
Echte niggas tatoeëren nooit hun tranen
Hoppend uit busjes, jouw plannen verstorend
All hoodied up, no Wu-Tang Clan
Three Js let off through that Aryan, call that bitch 3 for 10
I’m fucking up the streets again
Tags op de tenen allemaal onder je vrienden
Let the barrel spin, get blended in, embrace the funk
Groovy as I’m running through your system
Seem like you only target Hindu victims
Rode stip, waterpokkenachtige symptomen.
Trieste dag, zijn hele familie is ziek geworden.
Ik probeer de feiten op een rijtje te zetten.
Het maakt ons niet uit of hij je zwart heeft gekozen, we hebben een band.
Gangsta shit, zij met mij of ik blut of rijk ben, ik heb een bitch
Ain’t sober, kush odor, kush sodas, crip stoner
Real soldier, head off shoulders, makeover
[Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, we
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, G
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, groove
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, Q
[Post-Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
Figg Side! (Ze willen die gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, uhh
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta shit, gangsta shit)