Certified Gangstas - Jim Jones, The Game, Cam'ron

We're certified gangsters

We put the lasers on Glocks (Glock)
Razor or ox (ox)
As I lay in the drop (drop)
Pump the base on the pockets
Move the H on our block, in front of H&R block
See the face on our watch, put ya face on our cock (head)
I keep the Luger hugged
Show you how to use a snub
Whoopty-whoo, fuck around be you I plug (you)
I don't do the drugs (nah), baby I move the drugs (yes)
Right on the computer love, it sound like computer love (computer love)
Duck the cop-capers (capers) and the top haters (haters)
Foch flavors, Harlem World we got gators (what's that!?)
Not dead, I said they're alive (live)
Lions (lions), tigers (what), bears, oh my (oh my)
It's a straight zoo
A to Z, May to April
Bring the apes through
Fuck around you be ape food, baked food (food)
9 bitches, 8 dudes
Diamond visions, great cubes
Get it straight fool

Now I ride with my vest, .45 and my tech
Big 4 in the .64, like I'm in the West
Not petrified to put 5 in ya chest
'Cause we're certified gangsters
Stash the mill' in the house
And I kill in the drowt
That's the chill