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    My mama always told me: If you're in trouble, always run
    My papa always said to me: I never ever gonna carry the gun

    But heyhey, I've seem them wear those shoes, and them hats
    With them clothes and them guns,

    I wanna be cool, I wanna be bad

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    Ooh, I wanna be a gangsta. Ooh, an original G
    Ooh, I wanna be a gangsta. Ooh, an original G, so come on
    Please give me your money, or else I shoot you with my gun

    My country always told me: Get an edu-education
    My older brother said the same, but neither of us got the patience
    (So listen up!)
    If you want an extraordinary life, it calls for extraordinary needs
    Fulfilling by gambling high my extraordinary dreams

    Ooh, I wanna be a gangsta. Ooh, an original G
    Ooh, I wanna be a gangsta. Ooh, an original G, so come on
    Please give me your money, or else I shoot you with my gun
    Please give me your money, or else I shoot you with my gun

    So I'm collecting bottles because I am so poor
    They say I should get a job, but then I have to work, so...
    But then I have to work, so...

    Ooh, I wanna be a gangsta. Ooh, an original G
    Ooh, I wanna be a gangsta. Ooh, an original G, so come on
    Please give me your money, or else I shoot you with my gun
    Please give me your money!

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