WAV, MP3, VOX, RAW, WMA, RA and RAM
He was then subsequently jailed for armed robbery and drug distribution charges, and used his time in prison to work on his music. Upon release, Akon began writing and recording tracks in his home studio. The tapes found their way to SRC/Universal, which released Akon’s debut LP Trouble in June 2004. Please click here to download Akon Gangsta Bop Mp3
(heh heh heh)
Konvict (Konvict) eh eh eh eh eh eh
Go gangsta eh eh eh eh eh eh
[Chorus]
Go gangsta keep boppin’ (block all y’all)
Rock wit me lets get this bitch poppin’ (Upfront)
Go gangsta keep boppin’ (g-eah)
Like back when the nigga was glockin’
See now a days seems like ‘erbody wanna be killas
Gorillas getting high off they weed and liquor…you die quicker
Paramedics drive back slow…to the hospital
You get pronounced dead at 4… to the hospital
So stop frontin’ when you know you won’t pull none (pull none)
First nigga to retreat when the tools bust (tools bust)
Playin’ with death is bad for your health
All your homeboys gone you da last one left now
They hearts beatin’ but these nigga’s be scared (scared)
The real ones are all locked up or dead (dead)
Now a days you can’t find a good connect
But if you do you might be the feds so…
I don’t know you
You don’t know me
You don’t know the history I got on these streets
Only if you seen what my eyes have seen
Then you’ll understand why I’m surrounded by G’s
If you owe me or we got beef I recommend you reach for your heat and don’t freeze
Pause for a minute guarantee you gon’ bleed
’cause that’s how we was raised growin’ up in these streets
[Chorus]
Go gangsta keep boppin’
rock wit me lets get this bitch poppin’
Go gangsta keep boppin’
like back when the nigga was glockin’
See its hard(eh)to be good easy to do evil and I ain’t really into meetin’ wit new people
Jus’ put the money in the bag and I’ll leave you with the weed, coke, lambo, or visa
You make a hundred dollars to the streets you made a G (uh-huh)
When you coppin O’s they swearin you move keys (uh-huh)
Feds getting close in the rats seen cheese
and they tryin’ find em bears
not the one that sleep in trees (uh-huh)
We got the purp
We got that blue (chikaa!)
You want short skirts
We got that too
Whatever you need
My nigga show me the cheese and baby you could believe that we can make that brew
I don’t know you
You don’t know me
You don’t know the history I got on these streets
Only if you seen what my eyes have seen
Then you’ll understand why I’m surrounded by G’s
If you owe me or we got beef I recommend you reach for your heat and don’t freeze
pause for a minute guarantee you gon’ bleed
’cause that’s how we was raised growin’ up in these streets
[Chorus]
Go gangsta keep boppin’ (eh eh eh)
rock wit me lets get this bitch poppin’ (eh eh eh)
Go gangsta keep boppin’ (eh eh eh)
like back when the nigga was glockin’ (eh eh eh)
Streets been watchin’ and they don’t blink
Sidewalk get ears the pavement don’t sleep
The fittest will survive the weak just don’t eat
Everybody in between just getting the rap sheet
The streets been watchin’ and they don’t blink
Sidewalk get ears the pavement don’t sleep
The fittest will survive the weak just don’t eat
Everybody in between just getting the rap sheet (and Everyone in between gettin’ the rap sheet)
I don’t know you
You don’t know me
You don’t know the history I got on these streets (OH oh ooohh)
Only if you seen what my eyes have seen (seen what my eyes have seen)
Then you’ll understand why I’m surrounded by G’s (oh yeah)
If you owe me or we got beef I recommend you reach for your heat and don’t freeze (we got beef)
pause for a minute guarantee you gon’ bleed (Don’t pause for a minute)
’cause that’s how we was raised growin’ up in these streets (We was raised in the streets
now…yeah)
[Chorus]
Go gangsta keep boppin’
rock wit me lets get this bitch poppin’
Go gangsta keep boppin’
like back when the nigga was glockin’
Go gangsta keep boppin’(eh eh eh)
rock wit me lets get this bitch poppin’(eh eh eh)
Go gangsta keep boppin’(eh eh eh)
like back when the nigga was glockin’(eh eh eh)
(See its hard to be good easy to do evil and I ain’t really into meetin’ wit new people)
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