• walking through the park on the streets of L.A you make me smile and laugh at every word that you say memories rush my head of us falling in love before it began you make my heart beat like a drum in a band baby put your hand to my heart and then maybe now you'll see you're the one i rilly want. but the people in my life tell me to stop that this feeling i have will pass my love will one day will drop but i refuse to let them win oh no , i wont pack up and give in cuz i do not love any one else you're the one i want I want a street gangsta who acts like one big bad ass every one can fear too some one whos got the flava and will follow through too I want a bad ass gangsta who dont fuck around with nuthing who knows what they want and will do anything to get it not interested in fakers i want one with real flava I want a street gansta jus want a bad ass gangsta i want one that knows how to have fun who can take a hit knows all the right slang who talks and acts like a real G from LA but around me they got to have class have their jeans hang below in a real sexy way I want a street gangsta who can rap to a beat of a song who carries a gun and knows how to shoot and can beat down a dawg if they get in my way cuz i dont want anyone else your the one my heart belongs too i jus want a gangsta and that gangsta is you

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