My mama always told me: If you’re in trouble, always run My papa always said to me: I never ever gonna carry the gun
But heyhey, I’ve seem them wear those shoes, and them hats With them clothes and them guns,
I wanna be cool, I wanna be bad
Ooh, I wanna be a gangsta. Ooh, an original G Ooh, I wanna be a gangsta. Ooh, an original G, so come on Please give me your money, or else I shoot you with my gun
My country always told me: Get an edu-education My older brother said the same, but neither of us got the patience (So listen up!) If you want an extraordinary life, it calls for extraordinary needs Fulfilling by gambling high my extraordinary dreams
Ooh, I wanna be a gangsta. Ooh, an original G Ooh, I wanna be a gangsta. Ooh, an original G, so come on Please give me your money, or else I shoot you with my gun Please give me your money, or else I shoot you with my gun
So I’m collecting bottles because I am so poor They say I should get a job, but then I have to work, so… But then I have to work, so…
Ooh, I wanna be a gangsta. Ooh, an original G Ooh, I wanna be a gangsta. Ooh, an original G, so come on Please give me your money, or else I shoot you with my gun Please give me your money!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
