[Intro: The Realest]
Ha ha ha, mutha-fuckin' westside n***as
Gotta love gangstas
(You got to love a gangsta)
You gotta love gangstas
Tha Realest
Richie Rich
And mutha-fuckin' Scarface
Gotta love gangstas
Why? How we ride
(You got to love a gangsta)

[Verse 1: The Realest]
Who can we tell about our conversations?
Nobody, cuz these n***as always playa hatin'
Because we gangsta's
Every corner that we off 'n turn
So many n***as lost their lives, so our hearts were burned
Eternally, we talkin' cold to get our points across
Everybody know The Don is the fuckin' boss
Ain't no top secrets in the desk or hidin' dead bodies
Keep your mouth closed and never ever tell nobody
Or you'll be murdered
Get an alias, that's a smart move
So many snitches around, sometimes we often lose
From n***as bullshittin'
Breakin' down under pressure
I have no choice but to take some fuckin' drastic measures
Throughout the world, smugglin' drugs through the 50 states
And overseas, we learn the ways to communicate
Stay up on game n***a
Tattle-tale don't last long
Just remember these rules and then you'll stand strong
We never communicate with strangers
It's the Last Circle
So you gotta love gangstas
[Hook: The Realest]
Gotta love gangstas cuz gangstas do thug shit
I said you gotta love gangstas cuz we don't take no bullshit
You gotta love gangstas because we mash for dreams
You gotta love gangstas because we ride on our enemies

Richie Rich! Ha ha ha
Tha Realest
You know you love gangstas
You like the way they do things
You understand me?
(Check this out)

[Verse 2: Richie Rich]
N***a tweek on it
But before you speak on it
Don't talk on it if you can't walk on it
It's deep, ain't it?
Picasso can't paint it
I'm tough wit it
These n***as pass, puff wit it
Choke on it
Since Tha Realest spoke on it
I'll die wit it
Mutha-fucka get high wit it
I did it
He did it
'Face do it
Be true to it
Many n***as new to it
It hurt, don't it?
Nutty square n***as want it
But can't fit it
Ha ha, it take a gangsta to get it
[Hook: The Realest]

[Verse 3: The Realest]
Tattoos cover my whole body
Alias name on the streets, they call him John Gotti
For puttin' in work n***a
Soldiers sometimes die daily
Don't shed no tears, cuz in my mind, only God can save me
No bullshit
Penitentiaries can't hold my pain
They often set a n***a up for their own selfish gain
And that's no lie
Open your eyes and peep this shit clearly
So many gangsta's have died, and they're missed dearly
And that's for real homie
Pick 'em out and tell me who
I got the Last Circle, that'll love to go and do 'em
Twelve 'll blast a n***a
Nobody knows his name
They only know his face
This is the introduction
To Mista Scarface

[Verse 4: Scarface]
Gangsta love, Chevy, Super Sport on dubs
Mobbin' deep in the club for the homies and thugs
N***as who ride for they shit, die for they shit
Smokin' fry up in this bitch
Down to fire on this snitch
What the fuck are they yellin'? (Gangsta)
In love wit how we do that, pullin' away
Totin' 2 straps, now who dat?
Thinkin' they bad enough to run up on n***as who ain't givin' a fuck
N***a you want some?
[Hook: The Realest]

[Outro]
Ha ha ha
Mutha-fuckin' gangsta's (westside)
Richie Rich
Mutha-fuckin' Scarface ride on them mutha-fuckin' rits(?)
3 of the realest gangstas you mutha-fuckas ever heard
Locked down shit from the east, west, and the mutha-fuckin' south
(The west, south, and the mutha-fuckin' east n***as)
Thug shit, thug shit
Gotta love gangstas (gotta love us)
Bitch n***as run from us
Mutha-fuckin' gangsta shit