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Hey, baby, how you doin'? |
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What's goin' on? |
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I'm sittin' in my motherfuckin' cell, it's the same song |
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Tell my kids that |
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I love 'em |
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But don't tell 'em that |
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I'm through |
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Keep cryin' an' tell 'em |
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I'll be home soon |
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Oh, baby, |
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I'm goin' crazy' |
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Cos I keep seein' shit that amaze me |
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Still, I had to kill a motherfucker last week |
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He thought |
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I was a punk |
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An' tried to creep up on me in my sleep |
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I just think that |
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I could hold or squeeze or touch |
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Or buck ya but |
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I can't, so fuck it |
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I'm behind these bars an' it's burnin' like nitro |
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I might go psycho, the man on the tower got a rifle |
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Aw, shit, there the lights go{ |
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Hello}Mama, |
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I'm in love wit a gangsta |
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Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta |
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Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta |
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An' I know he's a killer but |
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I love dat nigga |
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Hey baby, what's happenin', honey? |
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How you doin'? |
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I miss you |
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The kids keep askin' where's their papa? |
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I had to tell 'em |
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Daddy got caught by the coppers |
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It's time for me to raise 'em up proper, by myself |
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It's a goddamn struggle when a bitch ain't got no help |
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Now, everybody tellin' me that you ain't shit black |
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An' when you get out, you'll jack |
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An' probably go right the fuck back |
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Damn, the pressure's gettin' hot an' heavy |
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An' yeah, |
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I'm gettin' sweated by your homey |
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In the blue an' white |
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ChevyBut now he's got a condo an' a brand new |
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LexusWants me to take a trip with him down to |
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TexasThe ends don't justify the means |
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An' in another life he might've been the man of my dreams |
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But you know |
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I got your back to the motherfuckin' end |
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But a bitch can't even trip like she doesn't need a friend |
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Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta |
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Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta |
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Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta |
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An' I know he's a killer but |
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I love dat nigga{ |
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Hello, you have a collect call from, |
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CoolioIf you choose to accept this call, please press 5 now} |
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What the fuck you mean you need a friend? |
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I can't be havin' no niggas 'round my kids |
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Don't you make me break up outta this motherfucker |
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An' start killin' motherfuckers, shit |
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I know it's rough, |
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I know it's tough |
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But when you fumble in the game, sometimes you get locked up |
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You better stay away from that punk ass bitch |
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He ain't shit, |
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I don't wanna have to kill him' |
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Cos think about the times that we used to have |
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Don't make me reach out an' touch that ass |
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You put yourself in danger when you fuck with a buster |
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Like shootin' dice without a pistol, in a circle of murderers |
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You got more class than the average type hooker, bitch |
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Don't switch, he gotta grip but he ain't rich |
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Now I gotta check but if you've got the check |
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Give a nigga a look an' put somethin' on my books, peace |
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Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta |
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Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta |
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Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta |
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An' I know he's a killer but |
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I love dat nigga |
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Aiyo, remember the homey with the |
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LexusHe took the trip to |
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TexasNow he's wearin' the fuckin' |
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Lexus like a necklace |
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So tell me, what's the drill, baby pa? |
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What's a bitch to do? |
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My nigga's stretched in the pen since '92 |
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Them visits ain't doin' the trick, drop fucks make me sick' |
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Cos this po' puddy tat needs a cat nip |
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An' that motherfucker representin' you, |
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I think he resents you |
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He got evidence he never presents to |
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The people in court, |
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I heard witnesses abortin' |
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What's he doin' about gettin' you out to hold the fort? |
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I got some ends, |
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I'ma send you a dime an' two doves |
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Mama hates you but damn, |
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I got love for a gangsta |
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Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta |
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Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta |
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Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta |
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An' I know he's a killer but |
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I love dat nigga |
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Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta |
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Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta |
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Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta |
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An' I know he's a killer |