Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one goes out to my nigga, Coolin', hell, yeah Mama raised a hellrazor, born Heartless and mean, muggin' at
On the scene, watchin' buggin' up dust with the older G's Soakin' up the game was told to me I ain't never a gat that I couldn't shoot
I learned not to trust the from the prostitutes Was taught lessons, a young askin' questions While other suckers was guessin', I was for sexin' Elementary wasn't for me, can't regret it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm class And I'm buckin', blastin', straight Mobbin' through the laughin' these other motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt
They of a nigga's clout, tell me Lord Can Ya feel me? I keep my on the trigger 'Cause some nigga tried to me And Mama a hellrazor, everyday gettin' paid
Police on my pager, straight A fugitive, my is under question Wanted for investigation and even though I'm marked for I'ma 'til I lose my breath
Motherfuckers, every time I see the I see my picture, a nigga's gettin' richer They come to get ya, it's a motherfuckin' trap And they wonder why hard bein' black Dear can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? gettin' major, uh raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? Show a
Damn, we're running outta time, dyin' raised a hellrazor, can't figure Why you let the police beat down I'm startin' to think all the rich in the world is While the po' babies restin' in the early God, come, save the
Ain't nothin' else to do but have in You Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, You understand Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic
Crooked cop killin' Glock, tell me Can Ya feel me? a way I'm prayin' but my enemies go away And everywhere I turn, I see burn
Every nigga that I on death row My younger homie's and he paid a price Little young motherfucker triple life Though I him in his letters, it's gettin' better If my nigga the truth he'd hit the roof Just heard ya mama was smoked out, fuck the drama
Wanna break my Loc out, smokin' Gettin' drunk off that gin to break my nigga out the fuckin' pen Mama a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, Mama a hellrazor Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? just me A young nigga tryin' to make it on rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', Please come and me
The whole world made a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, can't it Screamin' die motherfucker and he's Everybody run for cover, I shit
Thug motherfucker, duck, quick Now, am I wrong? If I am, don't me Do or die gettin' high 'til the me Dear Lord, if Ya me, tell me why
Little like LaTasha, had to die She never got to see the bullet, heard the shot Her little body couldn't take it, it shook and And when I saw it on the news, I see busta girl 'Tasha
Now, I'm screamin', the world In the end, my friends, that flip-flop Lip-locked on my dick when my shit Thug Life, motherfucker, I shots
Every nigga on my block two cops Dear Lord, can Ya me? When I die Let a nigga be strapped, up and high With my hands on the trigger, thug
Stressin' like a motherfuckin' drug And even in the nights, I'm a thug for life I got the to fight, now Mama raised a why cry That's life in the ghetto, do or die