[00:00.00] 作词 : Silkk the Shocker
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Silkk the Shocker
[00:05.88]Artist: Silkk the Shocker f/ Kane & Abel, Mo B. Shit
[00:07.05]Album: Charge it 2 Da Game
[00:07.56]Song: What Gangsta's Do
[00:08.04](Silkk the Shocker)
[00:08.43]Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
[00:10.29]Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
[00:12.90]Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
[00:15.39]Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
[00:18.12]Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
[00:20.25]Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
[00:28.59](Chorus)
[00:28.80]What gangstas do for money
[00:29.49]187, 211 I'm bout it bout it see yo I'm down to do whatever
[00:39.06](Silkk the Shocker)
[00:39.54]I wants money the powers the shit bitch
[00:41.10]I need dollar shit
[00:42.12]Til I win the lotto bitch
[00:43.17]My motto is to get rich
[00:44.76]Hustler make things all right
[00:46.20]Connected on our flight
[00:47.25]You need da Gs and keys over in the car
[00:48.63]Drove back all night
[00:49.59]Won't do nuttin for some ass
[00:50.76]While I will do anything for some cash
[00:52.08]**** the police
[00:52.68]now I from city fresh off a copper's ass
[00:54.96]What you gon do when the bills don't come
[00:57.27]And what you gon do when it's time ta lay it down
[00:59.67]Dis damn don't give a **** bout nuttin but
[01:00.99]Dollar dollar bills y'all
[01:02.22]Da real y'all
[01:03.18]I'm tryin ta get a mil y'all
[01:04.44]I cost dese things dat I can afford dat I want
[01:06.48]You calls for da Cadillac wit da 5th wheel
[01:08.28]And, I'm up in the trunk
[01:09.45]So don't get mad when you see me with a ski mask
[01:11.64]I be blastin'
[01:12.21]I'm gonna get the cash by any means
[01:13.95]The stash
[01:14.43]Plus a nigga gotta survive and a nigga gotta eat
[01:16.65]You're gon be surprised when I'm over your eyes
[01:18.06]when you see me on the creep
[01:19.11]Chorus
[01:39.27](Abel)
[01:39.39]Dem niggas dat feel us
[01:40.35]Be de killas and dealers
[01:41.61]Witness my shit bitch
[01:42.96]Strong arm for skrilla
[01:44.01]Top yo mama for a dollar
[01:45.57]Gangstas do what we gotta
[01:46.68]Back da coke sell the powder
[01:47.88]For the money and power
[01:48.93]No Limit rider
[01:50.01]Bitch don't make me sayin no lotta
[01:51.60]If it's over my loot
[01:52.86]I shoot and never miss
[01:54.03]But's it's burned from my clip like a pot of hot grits
[01:56.46]Down for gangsta shit for the chips and grip
[01:59.34](Kane)
[01:59.55]Bitch down to do some work
[02:00.84]Put in work make it hurt
[02:02.10]Take my hollow chips
[02:03.06]Wipe em wit my T-Shirt
[02:04.32]Charge It 2 Da Game
[02:05.22]Chasin fortune and fame
[02:06.27]Never snitchin, ears itchin
[02:07.71]Feds mention my name
[02:08.91]Mr. Abel Mr. Kane stay tru to da game
[02:11.43]If it ain't about the paper we jus can't understand
[02:13.59](Abel)
[02:13.83]If you ain't scared
[02:14.67]Better get somewhere when I pull dis trigger
[02:16.29]We some seven figure military minded niggas
[02:18.72]Chorus
[02:18.87](Silkk the Shocker)
[02:38.67]Show me money
[02:39.87]I'm smooth I'm street smart
[02:41.40]But I don't play by da rules, bitch move til we get caught
[02:43.74]You know I'm bout my mail bitch can't you tell
[02:46.02]P gon get me out of jail bitch he goin for da bail
[02:48.60]But I'm a sleep in my cell til they call my name
[02:51.00]And niggas rappin to me all night cuz of all this fame
[02:53.55]Now I ain't gonna let anyone get near me
[02:54.87]He was hella tight
[02:55.95]I'm told em someone get out they came for a light
[02:57.96]They suggested I wanted to be rich and I was like mad as ****
[03:00.27]But I'm bout ta bail ya out so y'all niggas stay up escape
[03:03.15]Bos, Big V, Pokey, Mann, Mama cuz we freakin man
[03:05.91]Bitch just waitin for the champagne
[03:08.16]And cuz dat's me
[03:08.88](What ya gonna do when ya get outta jail)
[03:11.01]I rather be sayin dumb shit den sit here
[03:16.02](What do you consider that)
[03:16.62]Smokin green wit my niggas and cleanin my strap
[03:18.30](Chorus till fade)

作词 : Silkk the Shocker
作曲 : Silkk the Shocker
Artist: Silkk the Shocker f/ Kane & Abel, Mo B. Shit
Album: Charge it 2 Da Game
Song: What Gangsta's Do
(Silkk the Shocker)
Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
(Chorus)
What gangstas do for money
187, 211 I'm bout it bout it see yo I'm down to do whatever
(Silkk the Shocker)
I wants money the powers the shit bitch
I need dollar shit
Til I win the lotto bitch
My motto is to get rich
Hustler make things all right
Connected on our flight
You need da Gs and keys over in the car
Drove back all night
Won't do nuttin for some ass
While I will do anything for some cash
**** the police
now I from city fresh off a copper's ass
What you gon do when the bills don't come
And what you gon do when it's time ta lay it down
Dis damn don't give a **** bout nuttin but
Dollar dollar bills y'all
Da real y'all
I'm tryin ta get a mil y'all
I cost dese things dat I can afford dat I want
You calls for da Cadillac wit da 5th wheel
And, I'm up in the trunk
So don't get mad when you see me with a ski mask
I be blastin'
I'm gonna get the cash by any means
The stash
Plus a nigga gotta survive and a nigga gotta eat
You're gon be surprised when I'm over your eyes
when you see me on the creep
Chorus
(Abel)
Dem niggas dat feel us
Be de killas and dealers
Witness my shit bitch
Strong arm for skrilla
Top yo mama for a dollar
Gangstas do what we gotta
Back da coke sell the powder
For the money and power
No Limit rider
Bitch don't make me sayin no lotta
If it's over my loot
I shoot and never miss
But's it's burned from my clip like a pot of hot grits
Down for gangsta shit for the chips and grip
(Kane)
Bitch down to do some work
Put in work make it hurt
Take my hollow chips
Wipe em wit my T-Shirt
Charge It 2 Da Game
Chasin fortune and fame
Never snitchin, ears itchin
Feds mention my name
Mr. Abel Mr. Kane stay tru to da game
If it ain't about the paper we jus can't understand
(Abel)
If you ain't scared
Better get somewhere when I pull dis trigger
We some seven figure military minded niggas
Chorus
(Silkk the Shocker)
Show me money
I'm smooth I'm street smart
But I don't play by da rules, bitch move til we get caught
You know I'm bout my mail bitch can't you tell
P gon get me out of jail bitch he goin for da bail
But I'm a sleep in my cell til they call my name
And niggas rappin to me all night cuz of all this fame
Now I ain't gonna let anyone get near me
He was hella tight
I'm told em someone get out they came for a light
They suggested I wanted to be rich and I was like mad as ****
But I'm bout ta bail ya out so y'all niggas stay up escape
Bos, Big V, Pokey, Mann, Mama cuz we freakin man
Bitch just waitin for the champagne
And cuz dat's me
(What ya gonna do when ya get outta jail)
I rather be sayin dumb shit den sit here
(What do you consider that)
Smokin green wit my niggas and cleanin my strap
(Chorus till fade)