Fabolous, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, Yeah Yo, I don't care what y'all do, how y'all do Where y'all do it, just keep it gangsta Look at them gangstas Fab's livin' la vida loca Only nigga in the hood you can come see for either weed or coca Narc's wanna see me and my team in a chair They heard about the kid with the high beams in his ear DEA been lookin' for proof since 93 When I came through in the Benz with the roof behind me Tell them jake's through on bullet proof's and find me You need extingwishers to go in the booth behind me Who the fuck wanna beef My Fendi knits be 3-X so you can't see whats tucked underneath And I might not even drop Just take my advance and make a small town in Cleveland pop "Vivrant Thing" on my hip, that will make you "Breathe and Stop" Rock ya chain in ya shirt, Your roll (Rollie) with the sleeve on top You niggas know where my heat stay at I leave niggas MIA and I ain't talkin where the Heat play at C'mon Y'all know who Keepin' it Gangsta We come through Keepin' it Gangsta Y'all know how we do Keepin' it Gangsta My whole crew Keepin' it Gangsta Niggas don't think I'm still shavin crack 'Cause I pull up in a truck with a system that make the pavement crack Baugettes have my face and band covered And I keep a "Lethal Weapon" like Mel Gibson and Dan Glover Now I lose V Money and C Lo And the cops think me and Muggs is G Money and Nino I don't hit these honey's with C-Notes Rather put them on Greyhound, Strap these honey's with kilo's Type of gangsta every chick wants I get Nike's from Aster you won't see hit the store for 6 months Something bout the Beamer X-5 When I come through it be increasing a skeo's sex drive Half the click look like they stuck Genisis up The other half is tryin to wrap they sentances up I'm never gon' hate, half these artists never slung weight When they call NY, its the only time they touch the 7-1-8 Y'all know who Keepin' it Gangsta We come through Keepin' it Gangsta Y'all know how we do Keepin' it Gangsta My whole crew Keepin' it Gangsta I lay low on the other side of the globe Carat's hangin out the side of my lobe Pull in ya drivers side and unload They find ya when its time for your ride to be towed On side of the road With ya brain on ya passenger side of ya Rove (Rover) Y'all niggas ain't gangstas til' y'all ridin And Fed's tell ya hit a chick once and she runnin back like Fred Taylor I'm snatchin everything in the PJ's now Thats why most these niggas is workin' with the DA's now If I'm in a hoop ride or a buggy coupe 5 Keepin' it Gangsta If I'm with a hoochie freak or a dime in Gucci sneaks Keepin' it Gangsta If I'm probally in the hood or I'm in Hollywood Keepin' it Gangsta If I spit 16 on a track or 16 from a gat Keepin' it Gangsta Y'all know who Keepin' it Gangsta We come through Keepin' it Gangsta Y'all know how we do Keepin' it Gangsta My whole crew Keepin' it Gangsta

Georgia backroad, honeysuckle Southwest Texas, big belt buckle West Virginia homemade whiskey Send it on up to St. Paul city Float it back down the Mississippi Doesn't matter where you are It's the same old stripes, the same old stars The same old highways cuttin' across Same old moon turnin' on and off Canned up Chevy at a traffic light With a pretty girl on a Saturday night And Willie Nelson singin' "On The Road" again Lookin' around it's good to see Everybody out there keepin' it country Broadway, Nashville, Pedalsteal LA lights on 18 wheels Ride that sun across the sky From Jackson Hole down to Telluride And get a little Rocky Mountain high Doesn't matter where you are It's the same old stripes, the same old stars Same old highways cuttin' across Same old moon turnin' on and off Canned up Chevy at a traffic light With a pretty girl on a Saturday night And Willie Nelson singin' "On The Road" again Lookin' around it's good to see Everybody out there keepin' it country From muscle shows to Santa Rose Bakersfield to Tullahoma From Baton Rouge up to Buffalo Anywhere that you might call home Doesn't matter where you are It's the same old stripes, the same old stars The same old highways cuttin' across Same old moon turnin' on and off Canned up Chevy at a traffic light With a pretty girl on a Saturday night And Willie Nelson singin' "On The Road" again Lookin' around it's good to see Everybody out there keepin' it country Everybody out there keepin' it country Thank God, y'all are keepin' it country Keepin' it country, keepin' it country