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Hey, baby, how you What's goin' on?
I'm sittin' in my cell, it's the same song
Tell my kids that I 'em
But don't tell 'em that I'm
Keep cryin' an' 'em I'll be home soon

Oh, baby, I'm crazy
'Cos I keep seein' 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 just think that I could hold or or touch
Or ya but I can't, so fuck it
I'm these bars an' it's burnin' like nitro
I go psycho, the man on the tower got a rifle
Aw, shit, the lights go

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 killer but I love dat

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

The kids askin' where's their 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 when a ain't got no help

Now, everybody me that you ain't shit black
An' when you get out, jack
An' probably go right the back
Damn, the pressure's hot an' heavy
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 don't justify the means
An' in another life he been the man of my dreams

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

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 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
you make me break up outta this motherfucker
An' start killin' motherfuckers,

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

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

You got more than the average type hooker, bitch
Don't switch, he gotta grip but he rich
Now I check but if you've got the check
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 wit a gangsta
An' I know he's a killer but I dat nigga

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

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

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

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

Mama, I'm in wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in love wit a
Mama, I'm in wit a gangsta
An' I know a killer