Mama I`m In Love Wit A Gangsta — текст песни (Coolio)





Verse 1: Coolio
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 that I`m thru
Keep cryin and tell em I`ll be home soon
Oh baby I`m goin crazy
cos I keep seein shit that amaze me
Still I had to kill a motherfucker last week
He thought I was a punk and tried to creep up on me in my sleep
I just think that I could hold or squeeze or touch or buck ya
but I can`t, so fuck it
I`ma behind these bars and it`s burnin like nitro
I might go psycho, the man on the tower got a rifle
Aw shit, there the lights go....
*phone ringing*
(Hello)
Chorus: LeShaun
Mama, I`m in love wit a gangsta (damn)
Mama, I`m in love wit a gangsta (y`know)
Mama, I`m in love wit a gangsta and I know he`s a killer
but I love dat nigga
Bridge: LeShaun
Hey ba-by
What`s happenin honey?
How you doin?
I miss you
Verse 2: LeShaun
The kids keep askin where`s their papa?
I had to tell em daddy got caught by the coppers
It`s time for me to raise em up proper by myself
It`s a goddamn struggle when a bitch ain`t got no help
Now everybody tellin me that you ain`t shit black
and when you get out, you`ll jack and probably go right the fuck back
Damn, the pressure`s gettin hot and heavy
and yeah, I`m gettin sweated by your homey in the blue and white Chevy
But now he`s got a condo and a brand new Lexus
Wants me to take a trip with him down to Texas
The ends don`t justify the means
and in another life he might`ve been the man of my dreams
But you know I got your back to the motherfuckin end
but a bitch can`t even trip like she doen`t have a friend
Chorus
Interlude:
(Hello, you have a collect call from...)
Coolio!
(If you choose to accept this call please press 5 now)
*number dialed*
Verse 3: Coolio
What the fuck you mean you need a friend?
I can`t be havin no niggas round my kids
Don`t you make me break up outta this motherfucker
and start killin motherfuckers, SHIT!
I know it`s rough, I know it`s tough
but when you fumble in the game sometimes you get locked up
You better stay away punk ass bitch, he ain`t shit
I don`t wanna have to kill him
Cos think about the times that we used to have
Don`t make me reach out and touch that ass
You put yourself in danger when you fuck with a buster
Like shootin dice without a pistol in a circle of murderers
You got more class than the average-type hooker bitch
Don`t switch, he gotta grip but he ain`t rich
Now I gotta check but if you`ve got the cheque
Give a nigga a look and put somethin on my books
Peace
Chorus
Verse 4: LeShaun
Aiyo remember the homey with the Lexus, he took the trip to Texas
now he`s wearin the fuckin Lexus like a necklace
So tell me, what`s the drill, baby pa? What`s a bitch to do?
My nigga`s stretched in the pen since `92
Them visits ain`t doin the trick, drop fucks make me sick
cos this po` puddy-tat needs a cat nip
And that motherfucker representin you, I think he resents you
He got evidence he never presents to
the people in court, I heard witnesses abortin
What`s he doin about gettin you out to hold the fort?
I got some ends, I`ma send you a dime and two doves
Mama hates you but damn I got love for a gangsta
Chorus to fade



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