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Mama, I'm in Love wit a Gangsta

Coolio

It Takes a Thief

1994

Hey baby, how you doin'? What's goin' on?
I'm sittin' in my motherfuckin' cell, it's the same song
Tell my kids that I love 'em but don't tell 'em

money put up for jail cases
Bail make it
My momma say, tuck your chain son
They'll take it
I hit her with one of them stale faces, like
I'll be damned

I'm a Hustler

DJ Kayslay

Streetsweepers: The King Is Back

then just do tunes
'Cause my bills come in too soon, my son gon' be two soon
Royalty checks come like once in a blue moon

But I'm gettin' my dough from

your in feelings too much
If nobody’s trynna cuff her she probably used up
if I ever shoot the club up I’ll give her 2 sons 
By the time them niggas grow

[Rick Ross] 
You niggas ass backwards out here nigga
You’re wedding shouldn’t cost more than your funeral nigga

Brick in my jeans
Two bricks for

[Rick Ross] 
You niggas ass backwards out here nigga
You’re wedding shouldn’t cost more than your funeral nigga

Brick in my jeans
Two bricks for

I'm a beast I'm a Monster
Keep it clean like a Mobster
Turn the beats up at my concerts
They all my sons like they fostered
Cut the beat and spark

I'm set to never win again
Drape me
In Cuban links and leather skin
Free my
Brothers locked away in the pin
Pour one
For the ones we never see again

snatched two up here in BK
031's and boost the cells in CK
gorillas got rich from stairwells in PA

CHORUS
Lemme tell you where I grew up at
Sip mo' threw up

pitch
"If you're so smart, why ain't you rich?"
I've heard that all my life, and I know it by heart
And to tell the truth, I wish I knew
But, America,

in the streets
I murder magnificent, maniacal
What's my name, it's Michael
And my son, his name is Michael
I got a little gal
My oldest son, his name

Two bitches yeah they be dike
Runners on my feet like zoom 
Yh they be nike
And im taking all shots 
One two three strike
Since im talking skulls you

and got the worm, n***** still sleep
When they cut me it burned, it was real deep
S*** it’s still deep
I’m sayin’, it was what it will be
I’m prayin’ my son

Captain
Captain
Captain

(My team insane)
He could pull in a Benz
He could show up rich
I could show up all black to the function
None of these girls

Careful of my step
Make sure I ain't never slippin
So
Please don't hit my line on no stupid ass shit
I can't waste no time
I been tryna get rich
Know I'm

Trappin I had a made a way
Can't stop til we out the trenches
I put that on my niece

Relationships so dead to me

All my exes been deceased

Fuck

Oh my god i know this bitch is not posting pictures with my nigga on IG 

This hoe got me fucked up 



Hello you talking to a rich bitch 

You

everything you want
ride around wit all my crips, addin to our body count

1 bish 2 bish 3 bish 4
Blacc bish, brown bish, Pokémon Go!
5 bish 6 bish 7 bish mo

they gettin tooken 

Taken
if you talk to me wrong 
We got niggas outside they ready to ride 
50 rounds up in the drum 
I put it on my unborn son 

You

Bongo By The Way

I wake up every morning on the same shit
I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich
Niggas I used to hang with, is still

They believed that they were free but
In reality they were trapped
By their own selfish and greedy
Desires american society american
Society was not

yo' shoe up
I'm rich as fuck and I never blew up
Business mug gotta get my loot up
Bet ya bitch get fucked if I ever met her
Bet ya ditch get dug you

2 shots in and I'm tryna get out this MAD HOUSE
2 door Benz, I'm tryna get all this glass out
From my skin, I'm tryna get all this black out
Caving

nigga just bag his bitch
Tryna win but they want me to lose
& yung Freddy ain't havin it, yeah

Yung king go by da name of Freddy
All my life I ain't