[Intro: Gangsta Blac]
N***as, it's whatever, bitch—
N***as, it's whatever, bitch—
N***as, it's whatever, bitch, down for whatever, trick (Critical)
Situation's critical
Your life; it must don't mean that much
N***as, it's whatever, bitch—
N***as, it's whatever, bitch— (Critical)
Situation's critical
Your life; it must don't mean that much
N***as-n***as, it's whatever, bitch, down for whatever, trick (Critical)

[Verse 1: Gangsta Blac]






Some might take it personal, so, Todd you tote that big old three
N***as, it's whatever, be a witness from this thug figure
We can make this critical, so don't fuck with the Gangsta, n***a

[Chorus: Gangsta Blac]
Situation's critical
Your life; it must don't mean that much
N***as-n***as, it's whatever, bitch, down for whatever, trick (Critical)
Sit-situation's critical
Your life; it must don't mean that much
Cut you for your cheese and hit your knees (Criti-critical)
You ain't got tough enough (Criti-critical)
Situation's critical
Your life; it must don't mean that much
N***as, it's whatever, bitch, down for whatever, trick (Criti-critical)
Sit-situation's critical
Your life; it must don't mean that much
Cut you for your cheese and hit your knees (Criti-critical)
You ain't got tough enough (Criti-critical)
[Verse 2: Gangsta Blac]





Never be the one that they miss, watch yourself and this single-shot
Biddy-bop, hit the spot, stop and track, .40 Glock
Claimin' what I gotta, if I gotta catch your funky-ass
N***as, it's whatever, S.P.V. back on your monkey-ass
(Criti-criti-critical)

[Chorus: Gangsta Blac]
Situation's critical
Your life; it must don't mean that much
N***as-n***as, it's whatever, bitch
N***as, it's whatever, bitch— (Criti-critical)
Situation's critical
Your life; it must don't mean that much
Cut-cut you for your cheese and hit your knees
You ain't got tough enough (Criti-critical)
Sit-situation's critical
Your life; it must don't mean that much
N***as, it's whatever, bitch (Criticial)
Down for whatever, trick (Critical, criti-critical)
Situation's critical
Your life; it must don't mean that much
Cut-cut you for your cheese and hit your knees
You ain't got tough enough (Criti-critical)
[Verse 3: Gangsta Blac]
Reminiscin', wishin' it was peace in my society
No longer call in troops, the double-deuce gon' make ya 'member me
Door to door, sellin' dreams, king, never made that bitch
Claimin' to my mountain top, my Glock gon' bring me out this shit
Situation's critical and ain't no time for beggin' now
There's plenty individuals, but killers when they run they mouth
Love Blac, and skull crackin' actin' like a mental case
You disrespect my pimpin' then I'll be forced to rearrange your face
G-A-N-G-S-T-A all up in your fuckin' ears, think on we the same
Never change, a player's gon' keep it real
Shittin' words, buy a bird by somebody, makin' cheese
Bitch, I'm makin' shit, yo' conversations makin' no sense to me
See 'em lookin', and I'm cookin', hate to see us players play
Now I'm bumpin' this thing here, this shit get from around the way
We can make it critical, so, get into your gangster-mode
Bumpin' what you like, it ain't out something Prophet Ent. control

[Outro: Gangsta Blac]
Situation's critical
Your life; it must don't mean that much
N***as-n***as, it's whatever, bitch
N***as, it's whatever, bitch— (Criti-critical)
Situation's critical
Your life; it must don't mean that much
Cut-cut you for your cheese and hit your knees
You ain't got tough enough (Criti-critical)
Sit-situation's critical
Your life; it must don't mean that much
N***as, it's whatever, bitch— (Criticial)
N***as, it's whatever, bitch– (Critical, criti-critical)
N***as, it's whatever—
Your life; it must don't mean that much
Cut you for your-cut you for your cheese and hit your knees
You ain't got tough enough
N***as, it's whatever, bitch, down for whatever, trick
N***as, it's whatever, bitch, down for whatever, trick
N***as, it's whatever, bitch, down for whatever, trick
(Cut you for your life, it must don't mean that much)