Screwball ft Matrix Bars - Like a Gangsta Lyrics

release date: 2016-8-11
length: 4:42
producer: Ayatollah
Yo, here we go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah y'all, yeah y'all
That new Screw **** y'all
This is what y'all been worrying right? Uh-huh
This is that new Screw **** right here

Uh-huh, uh-huh
Screwball; Poet, KL...introducing Matrix
Back up, I'm 'bout to wage out
I'm 'bout to pull my ****
Clit a spip out
y'all *****z don't know nothing about
The dangerous routes
The roads I travelled, the walls, the battles, the coke
The spots, the money, the rains that fall from the top
And still survive the bust shots
Spit flames; *****z gettin' slaughtered in flames
'****'s not a game
I'm flowin' like a hurricane
I come through you town and let murder rain
Acid from the planes
When it's time to bang I bang out
I'll leave you on the corner with your ****in' brains out
Creep up on you were you love to hang out
Like Old Dog and Kane when they pulled them thangs out

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Walk like a gangsta; talk like a gangsta
Gats done squeezin'; make 'em buck like a gangsta
Though cats; grillin' em
Bad *****es fillin' em
Thuns keep it real with em
***** *****s; killin' them

[Matrix Bars]
We live life like *****z who can die any day
But you forget it's heaven, but we lie anyway
Smoke live ever lade, three times everyday
We spark three Scotts, my climb all day
My light in all directions, move in all ways
I travel like smoke that creep through hallways
Seep through doorways... cracks and crevices
My gage just die from lack of
How many *****z that you know that can mop a D?
Know we dead *** won't, won't, won't, cop the pleat
But then you never met a ***** that's as cocky as me
Pull a flame, throw it out, make 'em drop and then freeze
Let 'em know I ain't playing; pop one in his knee
Have his team and cops come gunning for me
Have gat men coming; have 'em running from me
Where them missiles come from?
From Matrix be , *****

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

Ay yo, I'm low key
What the **** you look like tryin' approach me?
Put your brains out on the ground with the debris
I rob with each, my whole click cop your squeeze
We don't get money *****s, **** them petty thug *****s
I'm that gangsta *****; pop slugs in your wick
I'm that gangsta *****; said **** what you did
I'm that gangsta ***** your ***** want to be with
New gel like hair grease
Just leave it on a small piece
But the picture's bigger than you
I'm living from Screw, Lou!
Open the gates 'cause I'm sending 'em through
I got the semi and the Henny and a mob that smash
All you over night thug *****z just won't last
Got enough thuns and gun that'll come and blast
We could duck on you ***** *** *****z and keep our freedom
Murk you on the low and tell your click when we see 'em
**** y'all, kiss our ***, we got cash now!

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[Outro: KL]
Yeah, know, you know
Did about some game **** right?
Here we are again, are-right now...Srewball
Yeah, this **** ain't ****ing dying down yo'
'**** y'all doing? Screwball right here
And we still popping off *****, we still popping off
We ain't slowing nothing down
We gone' be dropping albums like mix tapes *****
'Bout to make the game hard
And next time it's gone' be on your **********ing jaw
Screwball...Hyped Entertainment...let it speak *****, yeah
One album, Screw some ****
y'all ain't ready for this type of **** yet
Shot *****z down
**** a major a ****
....This is that ****

Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 The Intro
  • 2 Like a Gangsta
  • 3 Where You At
  • 4 Live and Let Die
  • 5 Torture
  • 6 Check the Resume
  • 7 When the Sun Goes Down
  • 8 Turn It Up
  • 9 I Spit
  • 10 Loyalty
  • 11 Real Niggaz
  • 12 Gorillas
  • 13 My Niggas
  • 14 Too High. Too Low
  • 15 Streetlife
  • 16 The Booth
  • 17 The Bio
  • 18 Gotta Believe
  • 19 Screwed Up

  • Album Information
    label: Deep Concepts Media
    country(area): [Worldwide]
    format: Digital Media
    script: Latin