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Ganstas Playas Criminals and Thugs Even though you got it all you'll never have enough Gansta Playa Master of the Crime Even though you're running things You're running out of time Walks in Gun in his hand Yo I knew him from way back when He said his name was Black Sam Used to run drugs in a jet black sedan Till he took five grand and ran Man Ruthless just walked in and She's hype as a coke head She saw Sam Shot the man in one motion He fires back and while The crowd is scattering He opens up the door to an underground Passage and Jumps down Pulls the pound Turns around fires in back of him Then Miss Ruthless Fires again Hits his left hip He limps outside where the bullets rip I've seen many come and many go There's one thing I know. Ganstas Playas Criminals and Thugs Even though you got it all you'll never have enough Gansta Playa Master of the Crime Even though you're running things You're running out of time Ganstas Playas Criminals and Thugs Even though you got it all you'll never have enough Gansta Playa Master of the Crime Even though you're running things You're running out of time Ganstas Playas Criminals and Thugs Even though you got it all you'll never have enough Gansta Playa Master of the Crime Even though you're running things You're running out of time
Writer(s): Timothy Dockery Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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