[Verse 1: Scarface]
Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta
A real gangsta-type playa plays his cards right
A real gangsta-type playa never runs his mouth
'Cause real gangsterized playas don't start fights
And brothas always gotta high cap
Showing all his boys how he shot 'em
But real gangsta-type playas don't flex that
'Cause real gangsta-like playas know they got 'em
Now, everything is cool in the mind of a gangsta
'Cause gangsterized playas think deep
Up three-sixty-five, ayo, 24/7
'Cause real gangsta-type playas don't sleep
And all I gotta say to you, wannabe, gonnabe
Coochie-eating, jealous-hearted pranksters
Is when the sh__ jumps off, what the hell you gonna do?
Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta

[Verse 2: Bushwick Bill]
Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta
Feeding the poor and helping out with their bills
Although I was born in Jamaica
Now, I'm in the U.S. making deals
Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta
I mean, one that you don't really know
Riding around town in a drop-top Benz
Hitting switches in my black '64
Now, gangsta-ass playas come in all shapes and colors
Some got killed in the past
But this gangsta here was a smart one
Started living for the Lord and I'll last
Now, all I gotta say to you Wannabe, gonnabe
Crumb-snatching, coochie-eating pranksters:
When the grim reaper steps up, what the hell you gonna do?
Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta
[Verse 3: Scarface]
Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta
A real gangsta-type brotha knows the play
A real gangsta-type playa gets the flyest of the women
Ask that gangsta-type brotha Lil' J
Now, women look at gangsta-type brothas like a stop sign
And play the role of Little Miss Sweet
But catch her all alone, get the digits, take her out
And end up hitting the girl with the meat
'Cause gangsta-like brothas be the game-players
And everything is quiet in the clique
A real gangsta-type brotha pulls the trigger
And his partners in the posse ain't telling off ____
'Cause gangsta-type brothas don't say much
And all you hear is the black from the gun blast
And real gangsta-type brothas don't run for jack
'Cause real gangsta-type brothas can't run fast
Now when you in the free world talkin' smack use the mack
Hit the pen and let another brotha shank ya
But a brotha like myself will kick back and peep game
'Cause damn it feels good to be a gangsta

("And now, a word from the President.")

[Verse 4 - J. Prince]
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
Getting voted in to the White House
Everything looking good to the people of the world
But the Mafia family is my boss
So every now and then I owe a favor getting down
Like letting a big drug shipment through
And send 'em to the poor community
So we can bust you know who
So voters of the world keep supporting me
And I promise to take you very far
Other leaders better not upset me
Or I'll send a million troops to die at war
To all you Republicans, that helped me to win
I'd sincerely like to thank ya
But now I got the world in the palm of my hand
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta