[Intro]
LXST CXNTURY

[Verse 1: Gangsta Gold]
I'm ready to make 'em drop, with a pop, G-L-O-C-K
Busters under the wings, on my thoughts, I face 'em every day
No fear in my heart, I ain't scared to be the one that kills
So if you got your tone, bring it on, I got the same skill
I'm ready to make 'em drop, with a pop, G-L-O-C-K
Busters under the wings, on my thoughts, I face 'em every day
No fear in my heart, I ain't scared to be the one that kills
So if you got your tone, bring it on, I got the same skill
Pressure from my peers, who provoke me to leave 'em dead
Gangsta Gold, makin' 'em fold, victim of my bullet lead
Tricks who want them treats from the Gold, smoke up in their face
Down for a smack in they back, bitch, it's a murder case
Clickin' on a punk 'cause the funk got 'em actin' up
Tailin' with my wagon on the run doin' a donut
Hoes on the curb, spread the word 'cause I'm peelin' caps
Spinnin' out my chamber it's my anger, settin' mouse traps
Take it to the police, n***a, if you scared, mane
Flaugin' with your pistol like a bitch, you be a dead man
Stangin' like a wasp, if you cross some of this intellect
Fuckin' up your guts with the touch of this 9-TEC

[Verse 2: Gangsta Gold]
Clickin' on a punk 'cause the funk got 'em actin' up
Tailin' with my wagon on the run doin' a donut
Hoes on the curb spread the word, 'cause I'm peelin' caps
Spinnin' out my chamber it's my anger, settin' mouse traps
Clickin' on a punk, 'cause the funk got 'em actin' up
Tailin' with my wagon on the run doin' a donut
Hoes on the curb spread the word, 'cause I'm peelin' caps
Spinnin' out my chamber it's my anger, settin' mouse traps
Take it to the police, n***a, if you scared, mane
Flaugin' with your pistol like a bitch, you be a dead man
Stangin' like a wasp, if you cross some of this intellect
Fuckin' up your guts with the touch of this 9-TEC
Welcome to my game, pimp, now you in the players squad
Profilin' in your clothes, with them hoes you be on life support
I'm realer than you think, with the Glock that I maintain
Clickin' on you lemon lames, my hollow points got no name