Blue jeans, white shirt Walked into the room, you know you made my eyes burn It was like James Dean for sure You so fresh to death and sick as ca-cancer You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop But you fit me better than my favourite sweater and I know Gangster, I know Gangster, I know Gangster, Gangster, gangster
Let's go Tell me what that boy's due I'm a bad girl, if you wanted that one too My american dream in jeans or blue Keep it cool, like crushed ice cubes or ... For loneliness in the foreign coupe In the blue range across my view Let the crush ... hang too Ain't nothing said about his moves And will talk.. sometimes too Let you follow my light time, sunshine through ... in bow ties Whips and handcuffs, tied them above Like living, like ... Both wanna die, nope, live in the danger Body to the spot, put it down like an anchor Hardcore bottle check the mortar, it was amber Catching like fever, hot Jamaica Real move, boy, no problem in ... Money ... about getting this paper True feat truly lied down with his flamer Really like this flavor Wanna slow dance with the devil The look of an angel Took a small chance with the rebel Now my pleasure's amazing Now we shooting the lasers ... the haters Gangsters not red, I make them Gangsters not dead, I raise them Gangster
Gangsters not dead Gangsters not red, I make them Gangsters not dead, I raise them Say you'll remember Say you'll remember Gangsters Gangsters