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

Hey, baby, how you doin'? What's on?
I'm sittin' in my motherfuckin' cell, 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 goin'
'Cos I keep seein' that amaze me
Still, I had to a motherfucker last week
He thought I was a
An' tried to creep up on me in my

I just think that I could hold or or touch
Or ya but I can't, so fuck it
I'm behind these bars an' it's 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 wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in love wit a
An' I know he's a killer but I dat nigga

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

The kids keep askin' where's 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 a bitch ain't got no help

Now, everybody tellin' me that you ain't black
An' when you get out, jack
An' probably go the fuck back
Damn, the pressure's gettin' hot an'
An' yeah, I'm gettin' sweated by homey
In the an' white Chevy

But now he's got a an' a brand new Lexus
Wants me to take a trip him down to Texas
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 even trip like she doesn't 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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What the fuck you mean you a friend?
I be havin' no niggas 'round my kids
Don't you make me break up outta motherfucker
An' start killin' motherfuckers,

I know it's rough, I it's tough
But when you fumble in the game, sometimes you get up
You better away from that punk ass bitch
He ain't shit, I don't wanna 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 when you fuck a buster
Like shootin' dice without a pistol, in a circle of

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

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 killer but I dat nigga

Aiyo, remember the homey the Lexus
He took the trip to
Now he's wearin' the Lexus like a necklace
So tell me, what's the drill, pa? What's a bitch to do?
My nigga's in the pen since '92

Them visits doin' the trick, drop fucks make me sick
'Cos po' puddy tat needs a cat nip
An' that motherfucker representin' you, I he resents you
He got evidence he never to

The in court, I heard witnesses abortin'
What's he doin' about gettin' you out to the fort?
I got some ends, send you a dime an' two doves
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 wit a gangsta
An' I know he's a killer but I love dat

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