OutKast – Gangsta Shit

Download clean vinyl LP mp3 audio song by OutKast and this song is titled “Gangsta Shit ft. BlackOwned C-Bone, Slimm Calhoun, T-Mo”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of their Contemporary Soul, Hip-Hop/Rap album which is titled ‘Stankonia’ which was released in the year 2000.

 

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[Intro: Big Boi]

Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car

Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I’m talking about

Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out, yeah

You know we keep it crunk around here, A-town style

Getting head on the highways yeah, but this what I wanna know

 

[Chorus]

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon clique

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps

 

[Verse 1: Big Boi]

O-U-T-K-A-S-T, O-N-P, G-Double O-D-I-E, so fresh so clean

Back with Stankonia, Dungeon Family-ee

Pearl Cadillac on D’s and Vogues, flip flops, T-shirts and Dickies

It’s the return of Billy Ocean, Cuervo is my drink

Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest heat on the street

Three G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and this is C B-O-N-E

If you need some back-up, find your own

Ya girl gonna give you grief at home

Just tell her these hoes wanna be on the same team that she’s playing on

 

[Chorus]

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Outkast, Goodie Mob, and the Dungeon clique

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps

 

[Verse 2: C-Bone + Big Boi]

Dope boys in the trap like to stack the dough, when beef come around, can’t let it go

When my funds turn legit, I’mma let you know, ridin’ rims real good down Old National

It’s trappable—two bed, Jacuzzi bath, it’s natural—puttin’ cheese in ya stash

Un-taxable—futhermuckers get mad, steady watching myself, got eyes in my back

Don’t take no slack when you managing the trap, if you work out, gotta get it right back

I trap by day, boy, rap by night, C-Bone in this bitch, College Park trump tight

 

[Chorus]

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon clique

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps

 

[Verse 3: T-Mo Goodie]

I’m pimp tight, give a fuck, niggas know what’s up

It’s T-Mo and Outkast in the back of my truck

We gotta simple little problem that we got to solve

It like it ain’t about the money, we got to handle the job

No colors or rags, just guns and masks

We not scared to blast and dip off fast

With the Dungeon clique, just pulled a lick

Now what you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

 

[Chorus]

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon clique

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps

 

[Verse 4: Slimm Calhoun]

Back on the scene, a sack of green sitting on chrome and rubber bands

Paint looking like Candyland, it’s Slimm, the southpaw triggerman

Flippin’ work and whippin’ weight, rock up, roll and get the papes

Chop them hoes and then you skate, back to the block wit the deflate

Grams the O’s, slabes to whole one’s da flake

A young nigga holdin big face foldin’

Pimps are known for catching runaways

A good hustler’s known to keep his gun away

First nigga run up and try to jack mine

First nigga fuck up to get flat-lined

Pack still stainless Coupe and Verts brainless

Y’all don’t wanna fuck wit me, the trunk be bangin

Off the chain danglin’, y’all know that I’m from CP

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[Chorus]

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon clique

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?

Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps

 

[Verse 5: André 3000]

OutKast with a K, yeah, them niggas are hard

Harder than a nigga tryna impress God

We’ll pull your whole deck, fuck pulling your card

And still take my guitar and take a walk in the park

Any play the sweetest melody the street ever heard

Now bitches sucking on my nouns and I’m eating their verbs

Get full, and niggas, niggas

Pop, pop, lock, lock to the, to the beat, beat

As if pitbulls went out of style, made a vow to myself

If it’s for the wealth I’ll stop, well put it like this

It’s like me selling some dope because my girlfriend wants to shop

Wrong reason, whatever the season, hey winter, spring, summer or fall

I dont stall, slow drag wit’ your brain against the wall

Yeah, nigga, naw, we lean to the side don’t fall

All y’all fuckboys, tuck toys inside your pants

Just to pull it out, point it at the ground and make a nigga wanna dance

Now what that be for? You’re on that reefer and on that 2Pac

In front of them ooh-wops, trying to show out, that’s the ho route

Talking loud talking bout that’s gangsta shit

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