Big Gangsta - C Bo

[Featuring Laroo  Lil' Bo  The Mob Figgas] 
I see so many murders in these Cali streets 
I load the strap in the battle  won wit death to get beat  who ever 
thinks 
of defeat? 
When in ??? ???  I keep my eyes on the prize 
Cos ain't nobody killin me  I be the Big Gangsta 
>From up North  no pain  no gain 
Nigga  fuck the fame  slide the chips and serve caine 
Cos I'ma pack a pistol til' I die  bitch  and fuck you pigs 
that got me down on that hitlist, I know you're followin me 
You're round in my 500 
but I commence to shake you piggies while I'm gettin blunted 
My nigga 2PAC died and now you hoes is hunted 
I give a fuck, I'll buck you down and stare, whatever you're comin 
I gun em down like a chump bitch, and leave em neckless, front seat 
like a stamp, bitch, run up and load another clip 
and then I vamp, bitch, this gangbang mentality be havin me amped 
I like to smoke bomb-ator, mean and rush a hater 
Put a rush in gators, shoulda seen when I sprayed her 
Live fast, die early, no heart, no glory 
25 with a L cos the judge couldn't feel my story 
Oh no, not me, I got kids to feed 
Shoot my way out any situation til' death do me 
Part from the streets, it's mandatory, got packet ??? 
And I jack it, it's major dope when I rap it 
Chorus: 
I'm all in for the paper, big bases I chases 
I keep a Glock on the side of my hip when in unfamiliar places 
I stay ready for ridahs, see I know how they think 
It ain't no killin me before I dump caps in they bod-ies 
We be the Big Gangsta, think quick, like karate 
smash all the pranksters, makin hits like a Got-ti 
Drink nuttin but the best, X-O, Hennessey 
And when I dies, an outlaw ridah is how they remember me 
I bounce into the club, drunk and