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Hey, baby, how you What's goin' on?
I'm sittin' in my cell, it's the same song
my kids that I love 'em
But tell 'em that I'm through
Keep cryin' an' tell 'em I'll be soon

Oh, baby, I'm crazy
'Cos I seein' shit that amaze me
Still, I had to kill a last week
He I was a punk
An' tried to creep up on me in my

I just that I could hold or squeeze or touch
Or buck ya but I can't, so it
I'm behind bars an' it's burnin' like nitro
I might go psycho, the man on the tower got a
Aw, shit, there the go

Mama, I'm in wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in love wit a
Mama, I'm in wit a gangsta
An' I know he's a but I love dat nigga

Hey baby, happenin', honey?
How you doin'? I you

The kids keep askin' where's papa?
I had to tell 'em Daddy got by the coppers
It's for me to raise 'em up proper, by myself
It's a goddamn struggle a bitch ain't got no help

Now, everybody tellin' me that you shit black
An' when you get out, you'll
An' probably go the fuck back
Damn, the pressure's gettin' hot an'
An' yeah, I'm sweated by your homey
In the blue an' white

But now he's got a condo an' a brand new
Wants me to take a trip him down to Texas
The ends don't the means
An' in another life he might've the man of my dreams

But you I got your back to the motherfuckin' end
But a bitch can't even like she doesn't need a friend

Mama, I'm in wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in love wit a
Mama, I'm in love wit a
An' I he's a killer but I love dat nigga

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What the you mean you need a friend?
I can't be havin' no niggas my kids
Don't you make me break up this motherfucker
An' start motherfuckers, shit

I know rough, I know it's tough
But when you fumble in the game, sometimes you get up
You better stay away from that ass bitch
He shit, I don't wanna have to kill him

'Cos think about the times that we used to
make me reach out an' touch that ass
You put yourself in danger you fuck with a buster
Like shootin' dice without a pistol, in a of murderers

You got more class than the average type hooker,
Don't switch, he gotta but he ain't rich
Now I gotta check but if you've got the
a nigga a look an' put somethin' on my books, peace

Mama, I'm in love wit a
Mama, I'm in wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in wit a gangsta
An' I know he's a killer but I dat nigga

Aiyo, remember the with the Lexus
He took the to Texas
Now he's wearin' the fuckin' Lexus a necklace
So me, what's the drill, baby pa? What's a bitch to do?
My nigga's stretched in the pen '92

Them visits ain't doin' the trick, drop fucks make me
'Cos this po' puddy tat a cat nip
An' that representin' you, I think he resents you
He got evidence he never to

The people in court, I heard witnesses
he doin' about gettin' you out to hold the fort?
I got some ends, I'ma you a dime an' two doves
Mama you but damn, I got love for a gangsta

Mama, I'm in love wit a
Mama, I'm in wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in wit a gangsta
An' I he's a killer but I love dat nigga

Mama, I'm in wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in wit a gangsta
An' I know he's a