You my wife with no papers   My gangsta bitch   The first time I got caught   You to shank the bitch      Ain't scared to get down   She'll bust off rounds   Smoke a Newport   Cut me half, bust me down      Catch me looking at anotha chick   She curse me out   Dead serious   But at times she act silly      Jump out the truck at the light   To get the dutch   Rolling it up   Chasing down ice cream trucks      I waited half an hour for your hair to get braided   She leaving dirty messages on three way pagers   Thought her how to roll cello and spit razors   She hit triple six first time out in Vegas      She never got shook when the Feds   Knocked down the door   She hid the coke   A scared chic would of flushed it raw      And we could live it up   Eat lobster and shrimp   Or get grimy with a   Quarter bag of potato chips      'Cuz it's straight gangsta   Straight gangsta   (Straight gangsta)   Gangsta      I need a down chic   That wouldn't mind loading the clip   And that wouldn't blow her mind   If I showed her a brick      In and outta the grind   With a focus for chips   Blowing for one time   With her controlling the weep      Re-up for me   And make sure she double the flip   She a sophisticated thug bitch   That move her hips      She catch you for your setup   When you move ya shit   But most of the time she throw   The cold shoulders to guys      Smoke in the ride   Hooded low   Over her eyes   She know she a dime      Baby nine strapped to her thighs   Gotta be live   Help me count doe in a five   And when I'm gone for weeks on them O.T. moves      She don't trip   She's a gangsta   She knows the rules   Giving me hell      That's not something I am hoping to loose   And God forbid, I slip up and land in jail   My murda mommy put the house up   To make the bail   (Come on)      'Cuz it's straight gangsta   Straight gangsta   (Straight gangsta)   Gangsta      Behind a real nigga   Is a real bitch   They lied to me   See my bitch      She walk right beside of me   I been in situations   Seen her ride for me   She lick my gun wounds      Even did my time with me   Ain't nothing she can't have   I get that girl everything   Tatoo our names on our fingers for wedding rings      Are you that chic?   Do you rep sticky?   We split it down the middle everything   Forty, sixty      Are you that chic for rich   Or poor?   The only one I eat out   The only one I hit raw      Keep you covered in ice   'Til you start shiverin'   Baby phat Gucci   Thugged out in pink timberlands      Me and her, we like Bonnie and Clyde   I hold the heat and the money and   She drive the ride   She make other bitches mad      'Cuz she more bitch   Than they ever been   It's the beautiful, intelligent   Talented, trama, heroin      'Cuz it's straight gangsta   Straight gangsta   (Straight gangsta)   Gangsta      Count bills with me   You'll kill for me   When the blood shed tears   You still with me      'Cuz you real with me   Smoke five with me   Look the judge in the eye   Straight lie for me