[Hook: Freddie Gibbs and DJ Roc]
And you ain't gangsta 'cause you pack that gat
And you ain't gangsta 'cause you dress like that
And you ain't gangsta 'cause you claiming the set
I get respect from the streets, I got n***as that'll come at your neck
'Cause I'm a– (DJ motherfuckin' Roc)
And you ain't gangsta 'cause you pack that gat
And you ain't gangsta 'cause you dress like that
And you ain't gangsta 'cause you claiming the set
I get respect from the streets, I got n***as that'll come at your neck
'Cause I'm a gangsta
I keep it real with my n***as, put my money over bitches
Never tolerate snitches, so please don't test my gangsta (Big, Big, Big, bitch!)
'Cause I might have to up the thang to stank ya
'Cause you ain't no gangsta

[Verse]
Nah, homie, you ain't built like me
Nah, homie, you ain't built like me (This Big Bizness, bitch!)
Nah, homie, you ain't built like me
We ain't even cut from the same cloth so move off
Take a look at the industry, a lot of these dudes soft
Always talkin' 'bout they guns and heists they pulled off
I don't just rap about it, homie, I live it, never forget it
To the street, I'm comitted, I murk a n***a for the spinach
Motherfucker, I'm from Gangsta Gary
Cross me and you'll be staring at the ceiling of a sanctuary
Dressed up real nice at the front of the church
An hour later, they gon' put your body under the earth
For what it's worth, I don't care 'bout your money and yo background
Come to my town, I guarantee you get clapped down
I'm out there on the black top, with the crack rock
If a n***a power-ballin', I stick him for his jackpot (Goddamn!)
Don't think you gangsta 'cause you totin' them hammers
And get on magazines with bandanas, n***a, you ain't no gangsta
[Hook: Freddie Gibbs and DJ Roc]
And you ain't gangsta 'cause you pack that gat
And you ain't gangsta 'cause you dress like that
And you ain't gangsta 'cause you claiming the set (The Midwest [?], Freddie Gibbs!)
I get respect from the streets, I got n***as that'll come at your neck
'Cause I'm a gangsta
And you ain't gangsta 'cause you pack that gat
And you ain't gangsta 'cause you dress like that
And you ain't gangsta 'cause you claiming the set
I get respect from the streets, I got n***as that'll come at your neck
'Cause I'm a gangsta
I keep it real with my n***as, put my money over bitches
Never tolerate snitches, so please don't test my gangsta
'Cause I might have to up the thang to stank ya
'Cause you ain't no gangsta