Chords for Gangsta Nation

Consider this an invitation [Am] to my gangster _ _ _
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_ _ _ [Am] _ This ain't right here is fuckin ski Oh
out here without the bus These fools out here afraid to bus
I have no fear, afraid of [Dm] what?
And my fears are coming up
Fools are real loud, but don't run up When we come through, they run and dump
We still right here, [Am] so what?
Nigga, I'm tired of these niggas barking that shit
Talking that shit from the concrete, but ain't talking that shit
And videos and the bitch pose and the throwback
Holding the gat, ain't gon' bust, and [Dm] know that
It's a dub that's he-thang, dub C-Brain
And we don't fuck with niggas in khaki G-strings
Fuck moving, I'm clearing the crowd It's that Hoobang and [E] Pandana
Grim and Niman now, [Am] the original
Evacuate the building, bitch, here come a plane
No, it's the Mad Ass Westside Connect Gang
And fuck what you claim, nigga, this Hoobang
With enough game to drive a square bitch [Dm] insane
And we number one gunners, no, we ain't stunners
It's real with us homie killers and drug runners
And Mack need an E-Born to H2 Hummer
Looking hotter than a motherfucking L.A. [Am] summer
This game right here is rough as fuck
These hoes out here will cop a bus
These hoes out here will frame the bus
I have no fear, [Dm] we're brave and what
And my beers are coming up
Fools talk real loud, but don't run up
When we come through, they run and duck
We still right here, so [Am] what
What the fuck is Ice Cube talking about?
That's how you get these nuts
Parked in your mouth, Westside ride, bitch
The same old shit, I don't conversate with pussy
I ain't [Dm] gonna get it, I don't holler at these hoes
That sing like a Dante, body like Beyonce
Face like Andre, bitch, you kinda strange
But I'm rich, so my Andre got to [Am] be Bombay
Haters mean us, naw, haters can't see us
Connect Gang with the G, it's never
Countless costs and countless charges
Street mean us, making blunts out of Cuba [Dm] cigars
Think bodily, it's hypnotic bodily
That's what a faggot holds on us
Cause I'm chronic, it's a gweeness
That's how my niggas incarcerated and on probation
I'ma stay thinking for the whole [Am] G Nation, yeah
This game right here is rough as bunk
These hoes out here about to bust
These hoes out here afraid to bust
I have no fear, we pray to [Dm] what
And my beers, I'm coming up
Fools talk real loud, but don't run up
When we come through, they run and duck
We still right here, so [Am] what
It's a gangster nation, if you in, you a G
And the whole world influenced by the B and the C
Now tell the truth, rappers, you don't ball like me
Cause I'm really from the gang, y'all is [Dm] industry
And while I'm serving up, incoming young hustlers and pluckers
Banging for the hood, causing havoc and ruckus
You niggas have to label kissing ass like suckers
And you bitches social down when you're pissed, [Am] motherfuckers
One thing I do know, I ain't your uno
Big Bruno, rap sumo on Bruno
You know, I'd like to thank the congregation
And my affiliation to the [Dm] gangster nation
I'm hard on em, yeah, I'm ruthless
You like stick pussy, nigga, you useless
You know the side bitch better get up on it
Cause it must be a single with Nate Dogg [Am] singing on it _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ Consider _ this an emanation, democratization
[E] I'm a gangster nation, if you in, you a G
Na na na na na, na na [Dm] na na na
Na na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na na, [F] na na na na _ _
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Na na na na na, na na na na
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