CHv1 2x: That day I was working, heard me, searching, working, flirting started my converting, serving. Then we serving this life to that Ladadadat daIf if it’s worth it, baby try to surface, reverse ya search in verse and then rehearse itSwing for the chin spin sin a grin send, Spend them a whim blend bend which cha good hand, With ya other hand offer it around wave it in the atmosphere flaggin gods down, down here, It’s a fortunate place, with the grace of your face to take me on a chase to the end..a to the end of our dayswhere we spend…with every second we takewith all our friends,….we together, we together, This here in the present we be flying in the desert we be them,…a to the end of our dayswhere we spend…with every second we takewith all our friends…we together, we together, This here in the present we be flying into heaven we be “and we be” We be giddy giggy figgy imaginationaboard the nitty gritty plug our city to civilizationOn a vacation changing clothes in the parkI enlist this outfit and let it fathom my arkWe set our sails, gather hats and tailswe after what we after got a chapter here sellToenails, we digging in the dirt for what it’s worth I’m try to work and then I search until my feet hurtRoads and forks and paths a course, aboard abroad a war to solve.I’m trying to find my bird call We heading south for the winter I give it a good gotip toeing through this mess that we call homeWe set the motion, coasting as we going then we start our searching working flirting set it to converting…To that la da da dat dat la dad a dat ddat daCH:I keep my brim tilt side ride low low, gangsta seat kick back sippin hydro, dangerBeantown greasy green and white jersey see me on the back right, postin with ur girl so u know u better act rightFlippin dyno-kong-tastic, fist beattin chest bumpin life let me grasp itAsk it a question lesson testing my preppin my rep is peppin and stepping got people frettin connectin the dotsOoo laaa llaa llaa don’t stopwindy is the road ticka taken to the top beat drop dropBaby come cop a feel hit the spot spot both hands on the wheel for the funk.. a honk. honk., a beep beep,we some bad motha fucka’s when we rocking the streets,I got the funk, a honk honk, a beep beep,we some bad motha fucka’s, like bad motha fucka’s like 2x: Now I’m a gangsta when I’m ridin my bike (now that's gangsta)and I’m a gangsta when I turn out the lights (now that's gangsta)and I’m a gangsta when I’m doing my thing I got this whole city rockin like, whole city rockin like this!Now I’m a gansta cuz my cities a fresh of breath air don’t care I just flipped it, it’s dare…Forth coming, new sound with a marvelous talk I caught her strutting down the boardwalk lookin’ for that shore talkIntelligent and quick talk , baby be that hip hop, struttin in her flip flops, gimmie gimmie wait stop. Hit u wit da funk, honk-honk, a beep-beep, we some bad motha fuckers when we walkin the streets, now that's gangsta
2x: Now I’m a gangsta when I’m ridin my bike (now that's gangsta)and I’m a gangsta when I turn out the lights (now that's gangsta)and I’m a gangsta when I’m doing my thing I got this whole city rockin like, whole city rockin like this! And I been servin, and I been working, and I been searching this long way home.and I been servin, and I been working, and I been searching this la ditty dat dat daaaa *Written by Robert Gallo and Matthew Burke. All Lyrics property of Vokab Kompany copyright 2009