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

Hey, baby, how you What's goin' on?
I'm sittin' in my motherfuckin' cell, it's the 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 shit that amaze me
Still, I had to kill a motherfucker last
He thought I was a
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 behind these bars an' 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 wit a gangsta
An' I he's a killer but I love dat nigga

Hey baby, what's happenin',
How you I miss you

The kids keep askin' where's papa?
I had to tell 'em Daddy got 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' go right the fuck back
Damn, the pressure's hot an' heavy
An' yeah, I'm gettin' sweated by homey
In the blue an' white

But now got a condo an' a brand new Lexus
Wants me to a trip with him down to Texas
The ends justify 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 trip she doesn't need a friend

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

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What the fuck you mean you a friend?
I can't be havin' no 'round my kids
Don't you make me break up 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 away from that punk ass
He shit, I don't wanna have to kill him

think about the times that we used to have
Don't me reach out an' touch that ass
You put yourself in danger you fuck with a buster
Like shootin' dice a pistol, in a circle of murderers

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

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

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

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

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

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