Another sample dis time its gangsta.

Everybody is trackin, as though they wanna get crackin/On a nigga if they feel that mothafucka is slackin’/Out cum they M9’s AK’s and buckshot’s/Everything from rocket-launchers, rifles to good glocks/Without warnin you can see all the bullets firin’/Within minutes you can hear the police sirens/ Tha’s one thing you don’t wanna hear to say the least/ You goin be killed if yo ask them 4 peace/ It’s just what it takes, to get control/We can kill a mothafucka if we don’t like his flow/Might sound a little harsh but it’s how we go/It’s considered normal to hit a hoe/Does it sound strange? Well not to me, cant you see, we’re here 4 eternity/ To us gangsta’s, it feels great inside/That we torment niggaz so they lose they MINDS/And as for the rest, we dig a knife in they chest/ And let the disposal team do the rest/If those niggaz challenge again/We make ‘em lose they balance and then/ Kill ‘em off so we can run back to our den/Hide away for 10 days and then another 10/But in the end I no we goin fight like men/We respected, so don’t touch me wit yo grubby paws/I neva said we were doin this shit, for a good cause/But one of my plans, tiny little flaws/ Was that every1 knows us, as the Outlawz.

P.S If any black people are reading this I didn’t mean any offence. It’s just what I’m seeing from here. Peace.