Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Gangsta Rap" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
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We're not against rap
We're not against rappers
But we are against those Migos
Gangsta rap is back
Gangsta rap is back
Gangsta rap is back
Gangsta rap is back
Gangsta rap is back
Fuck the media
They hatin' on a young gangsta
We put the bando in the Wikipedia
Still these niggas ain't thankful
Migo Gang, we the most dangerous
Narcotics made a nigga famous
If you bangin' twist your fingers
Throw a party for the gangstas
We the biggest gangstas at the top of the list
Get my brothers snow bunnies and say they off like wrist
They recordin', reportin' 4.5 on my dick
I just gave them information 'bout my new bitch
They asking me questions
No information no participatin', ain't no conversation
They hatin' I made it, speculatin'
Takin' 'bout how many drugs, they fakin'
Gangsta rap comin' back like a nigga got 80's crack with an 8-track
Come in your house, where the safe at?
Homie don't play that
Young niggas we bringin' back gangsta rap
I put that dope right up where your bitch anal at
My brothers keep a girlfriend in my cal-de-sac
When the white people see me have a heart attack, cause of that...
Gangsta rap is back
Gangsta rap is back
Gangsta rap is back
Gangsta rap is back
Gangsta rap is back