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Daddy was a gangsta who raised me
Momma was a lady who raised me
Forever, a true thing forever, kissin' dead triggers
Born to die quicker, see me pull my nine ticker
Remember me, now tell me what you sell me
I pistol diaper, runnin' wild, a ghetto child
With aim to slang weed and cane
Never knew my place in life
Until daddy put me in the game
He said, son make our name famous
Can't let these *****es bang with us
Let alone find the love to die with us
With tears in her eyes and God on her side
Momma said a prayer for us
She saw the turn I took but none shook
To look a murder in my eyes
Find a ten for my first ride
The same day my daddy died
Now I'm in the hole for shankin', thinkin' suicide
Until a voice from the grave said, âSon, you gots to ride
Stand tall and when they let you free ***k a ***** for meâ
Daddy was a gangsta, momma was a lady who raised me
Thuggin' got your baby
Daddy was a gangsta, momma was a lady who raised me
Murder got your baby
Daddy was a gangsta, momma was a lady who raised me
Dope slangin' got your baby
Daddy was a gangsta, momma was a lady who raised me
Armed robbery
Momma, look at your baby boy, josin', No Limit lookin'
Surrounded by killers and dealers, sharin' a little boastin'
No one approachin', it's survival cause you heard us a rival
Street, probably murder one hand, look the man for the dollar
Couldn't holler, wanted power
Fiend workin' dirt like a trucker, bad mother***ker
No livin' this, get back to my mother
Movin' hubbers 'cause I'm a suburban lover
That's on my stash, put it on my best piece of ***
Forever have cash
Lord, help me surp*** the low of dirt and grimy
Please remind me
It's all mental when the killers if they find me
Will never counted for dangerous for strangers
With no questions
Let my anger drop a ***** for playin', that's more lessons
Steppin' high, still got my pride, brother done died
I pull a minute then get back in it 'cause I don't let **** slide
Even though my momma cried when my better half got killed
'Cause in me she got a fortress bein' built
Daddy was a gangsta, momma was a lady who raised me
**** ****in' got your baby
Daddy was a gangsta, momma was a lady who raised me
Manslaughter got your baby
Daddy was a gangsta, momma was a lady who raised me
**** got your baby
Daddy was a gangsta, momma was a lady who raised me
Car jackin'
*****es forgive me not, I die for my block
Represent my block, I can't stop
Set trippin' gang signs
Blood and crippin', blood and crippin
All day, sit with tears holdin', familiar for years
Momma, feel my release, am I your baby?
Fifty pounds, big time got me crazy
Daily shake for punks with no game
The level *****s yell my name
Steady slang, don't let em see ya
Vazquez from south Florida droppin' these bricks
For naked flips, no more handle this
She got two kids, I'm an uncle
*****s used to fight, now they bang that's why I live
Give my family addicted prayers, childhood homies gotta stare
Hoes know I'm back ,jailhouse love cheddar
From front to back slack with my loot I might shake before I shoot
World, sacrifice my gangsta son, daddy's gone, now I'm 'bout a none
So to some, I gotta hold my ***kin' arm too
So in this world if they see me, I hit a stone
Then let me die, love dead and gone
Yeah, this goes out to all them *****s locked down, Magnolia Slim
Keep your mother***kin' head up, it don't matter
You either gonna see that other side or you gonna see freedom
My ***** L, off the parkway, my ***** D, worldwide
Daddy was a gangsta
Momma was a lady who raised me
Daddy was a gangsta who raised me
Momma was a lady who raised me
Daddy was a gangsta who raised me
Momma was a lady who raised me
Daddy was a gangsta who raised me
Momma was a lady who raised me
Who raised me, who raised me, who raised me
This ***ked up society, that's why
For momma, keep your head up
Daddy, look down, 'cause your little ***** comin' up
That's who raised me mother***ker
No Limit for life *****
Mr. S E R V to you mother***kers
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Heart Attack
Diamonds
One Of Those Nights
I Knew You Were Trouble.
Started From the Bottom
Teenage Dream (Ringtune)
I\'ll Be Good To You
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