[Ja Rule]
Gangsta...you know
Huh, gangsta, c´mon, hehe
Uhh.. got my nigga Vin Diesel in the house y´know
Number one movie in the country and all that
Haha! Yo..
[Chorus:Ja Rule]
Nuttin but some gangsters, smokin and ridin (Yo!)
Come on get high with us (NIGGA!)
Come on and ride with us (BITCHES!)
Cause, we´re.. nuttin but some gangsters (Yo!) smokin and ridin (Yo!)
Come on get high with us(C´MON NIGGAZ!)
Come on and ride with us (Yo!)
[Ja Rule]
Hey baby; c´mon and hop in my fo´-three-oh, S-E
And let´s see, how quick you fall victim to this G
I´m a gangsta BITCH, a mack like Goldie
But I never let the strength of this money control money
Niggaz is somethin like pimps, the Rule is an O.G.
I make three G´s a day, thirty-three a week
And my hoes hardly speak- they smoke while they ride
Just, blowin the driver, when I´m one car behind ya
(Nuttin but some gangsters) on Daytons and lowriders
And three-wheel motion, bumpin Tha Eastsidaz
I love Cali-for-ni-ay,on a hot day
Where the green is wetter, and the head is even better
(So get high tonight...and if you rollin like I´m rollin
you ridin right..and if she fuckin with them gangstas
ain´t nuttin nice.. and if you knowin what I´m knowin
then live your life..cause, we´re..)
[Chorus]
(Cause, we´re..)
[0-1]
(Nuttin but some gangsters..) Ridin by in them big trucks
Chrome wheels spinnin and killin niggaz with big bucks
See baby I came up, from bein a thug
From a nigga sellin them drugs on the corner throwin up slugs
(Show me love!) All of y´all bitches wanna ride with us
(Mask and gloves!) Up when it´s time to fuck bitches
(Wanna be loved!) All you get is hard dick off the drugs
(Pass the bud!) Yo bitch I ain´t seen none of that dub
But give me that Remi, a half a bottle already in me
I cop a ounce, from one stizzy, and smoke ´till I´m dizzy
Who ridin with me? Both of y´all bitches slide right in
Just me, you, and your friend-I´ll be fuckin y´all ´till the mornin
C´mon, I love bitches with thongs on, that love to get it on
With gangsters, leavin they pussies warm
´till like four in the mornin, baby girl, I´m gone
Hop in the 6, devour your lawn BITCH, cause we´re
[Chorus]
(Cause, we´re..)
[Jodie Mack]
(Nuttin but some gangsters..) Holla!
And if you, bout the dollars then pop your collars
Cause we ain´t nuttin but some gangsters, nigga smokin and ridin
Who put it down for real, got this dough multiplyin
Straight, livin it up and fuckin with thugs
that push trucks that´s sittin on dubs, not givin a fuck
Y´all niggaz know me,Chris Black slash the O.G.
SO please believe I´m gangsta I control these streets
[Ja Rule]
Yo, nobody leaves nobody breathes until I enter the party
And ease up in a 550 Medina Ferrari
Pull in handicapped parkin, hop out with the lock in
and wink at the hoes while I walk in
Who´s ridin and smokin tonight with players
And I ain´t talkin bout them niggaz with them Marvin gators
I´m talkin bout them niggaz all up in fronts and gauges
and runnin up in spots and blazin, we call them gangsters, yo!
[Chorus]
[Outro:Ja Rule]
Cause, we´re.. nuttin but some gangsters, smokin and ridin
Come on get high with us
Come on and ride with us
Cause, we´re.. nuttin but some gangsters.. smokin and ridin
Come on get high with us
Come on and ride with us
Cause, we´re.. nuttin but some gangsters
