Luyện nghe bài hát Mama I'm In Love Wit A Gangsta

Hey, baby, how you doin'? goin' on?
I'm sittin' in my motherfuckin' cell, the same song
Tell my that I love 'em
But don't 'em that I'm through
cryin' an' tell 'em I'll be home soon

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

I think that I could hold or squeeze or touch
Or ya but I can't, so fuck it
I'm behind these bars an' burnin' like nitro
I might go psycho, the man on the got a rifle
Aw, shit, the lights go

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

Hey baby, what's happenin',
How you doin'? I you

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

Now, tellin' me that you ain't 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 gettin' sweated by your
In the blue an' white

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

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

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

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the fuck you mean you need a friend?
I can't be havin' no niggas 'round my
Don't you make me up outta this motherfucker
An' start killin' motherfuckers,

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

think about the times that we used to have
Don't make me out an' touch that ass
You put yourself in danger when you fuck with a
Like dice without a pistol, in a circle of murderers

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

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

Aiyo, remember the homey the Lexus
He the trip to Texas
Now he's the fuckin' Lexus like a necklace
So tell me, the drill, baby pa? What's a bitch to do?
My stretched in the pen since '92

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

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

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

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