Lirik Lagu Gangstas Need Love - Master P
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-Master P- (talking)
Yo, Boo, uh, I know I ain't never told you this before but, uh, I was justtrying to get my hustle on. But you know what? I just need you to be there forme, cuz, uh, gangstas need love too.
-Lawand/Mercedes-
Since you've been away I've been down and lonelySince you've been away I've been thinkng of youTrying to understand, the reason you left meWhat were you going thru?I'm missing you (gangstas need love too)Tell me where the road turns (echoed)
Verse 1 - Master P -
Uhhhh, I got you livin' in mansionsJumpin' out of Benzes (honk, honk)DKNY clothes but get fake president's Rolex watchesYou used to wear SwatchesDone took you out the ghetto, now your name is Miss VersaceAlligator Purses, Möet with your Reeses, HersheyMiss Rev-e-lon when yo' lips an' hair an' toes on Tuesdays and ThursdaysEven though I'm livin' wrong, tryin' to get my hustle onI want you in your birthday suit when I make it homeSo I can Uhhhh then squeeze ya', tease ya'You wanna rub me? let the Ice Cream Man please youI ain't got no nine to fiveHustle just to stay aliveKeep you on your gameGive you a pistol with your cute .45Heiffers decieve ya, cuz they wanna be yaTell you I'm a thug and they can't wait till I leave ya'So think about what I say and fuck what them hoes say
Chorus -Lawand and Mercedes-
I'm missin' youTell me where the road turns (echoed)
-Verse 2 - Master P-
You was a high school queenMet me sellin' ice cream on the corner went double-up servin' FiendEven though I'm a thug, ya love meIf sex was a game, we'd a play rugbyI got you flyin' first classes on planesJumpin' offa' trainsTakin' cruises on boats, sippin' champagneRollin' out the red carpet when they see ya $10,000 mink coatThat's why them hoes wanna be ya, but they can'tTaking trips in Land CruisersDroppin' off cash to the bankBut they don't know what you done seeThe shit i done put you thru??? you done take for ya' booThe FED's harass youThe lies you dont told for meAnd when i went to jail you found a way to visit meRunnin' up ya phone billSometimes the kids didn't even have a decent mealIt ain't no limit to this ghetto loveEven though i mighta' slangin' drugsYou still showed me loveThat's why I'm here for ya', BooBut just remember (uuuhh) that gangstas need love too
CHORUS
Verse 3 - The Shocker
I got a ??? and i wonder why and i wonder what she in meAnd man I can't lieCuz i'll be hustlin' , hangin' wit my homies all night ch'allI'll be hustlin' from the morning to the night fall, aight ch'all?It's kinda hard tryin' to stay cleanTyrin' to chase dreamsTryin' to make it happenBut this rappin' ain't what it seemsKnow what i mean?Now thru thick things ya' stood beside meWhen I was on the run, you help me on the realTryin' to make a mil but on the realThat's tight but a little money can't buy meI need someone who could be trustedTake this hundred g's in case a nigga like me get bustedYa' blame it on my mom's lifestyleMy thuggish-ruggish friendsYa' keep tellin' meMy fine lifestyle gonna havta come to an endYa' gotta' realize I ain't tryin' to be no broke fartI'm takin' the chances nowCuz it's gonna be hard for our future sons and daughtersI'm tryin' to take trips to RenoCash chips like casinosLive life as a high rollerSilkk the Shocker make moves like ValentinoI only got one chance, so I got to take itIf you could just be patientDown for the silent 20 just for waitin'Yo' mom think I'm a thugShe still don't like meYa' friends think I'm a ghetto thugBut this is ghetto love that they can't see, GI know when it rains it pours, one day i gotta stopAnd when I do ima be sittin' on topAnd gonna be sippin' champagne on yachtsCars and tennis bracelets just a thang (meanwhile)I'll be home tonightSo keep it tight for this gangsta
Yo, Boo, uh, I know I ain't never told you this before but, uh, I was justtrying to get my hustle on. But you know what? I just need you to be there forme, cuz, uh, gangstas need love too.
-Lawand/Mercedes-
Since you've been away I've been down and lonelySince you've been away I've been thinkng of youTrying to understand, the reason you left meWhat were you going thru?I'm missing you (gangstas need love too)Tell me where the road turns (echoed)
Verse 1 - Master P -
Uhhhh, I got you livin' in mansionsJumpin' out of Benzes (honk, honk)DKNY clothes but get fake president's Rolex watchesYou used to wear SwatchesDone took you out the ghetto, now your name is Miss VersaceAlligator Purses, Möet with your Reeses, HersheyMiss Rev-e-lon when yo' lips an' hair an' toes on Tuesdays and ThursdaysEven though I'm livin' wrong, tryin' to get my hustle onI want you in your birthday suit when I make it homeSo I can Uhhhh then squeeze ya', tease ya'You wanna rub me? let the Ice Cream Man please youI ain't got no nine to fiveHustle just to stay aliveKeep you on your gameGive you a pistol with your cute .45Heiffers decieve ya, cuz they wanna be yaTell you I'm a thug and they can't wait till I leave ya'So think about what I say and fuck what them hoes say
Chorus -Lawand and Mercedes-
I'm missin' youTell me where the road turns (echoed)
-Verse 2 - Master P-
You was a high school queenMet me sellin' ice cream on the corner went double-up servin' FiendEven though I'm a thug, ya love meIf sex was a game, we'd a play rugbyI got you flyin' first classes on planesJumpin' offa' trainsTakin' cruises on boats, sippin' champagneRollin' out the red carpet when they see ya $10,000 mink coatThat's why them hoes wanna be ya, but they can'tTaking trips in Land CruisersDroppin' off cash to the bankBut they don't know what you done seeThe shit i done put you thru??? you done take for ya' booThe FED's harass youThe lies you dont told for meAnd when i went to jail you found a way to visit meRunnin' up ya phone billSometimes the kids didn't even have a decent mealIt ain't no limit to this ghetto loveEven though i mighta' slangin' drugsYou still showed me loveThat's why I'm here for ya', BooBut just remember (uuuhh) that gangstas need love too
CHORUS
Verse 3 - The Shocker
I got a ??? and i wonder why and i wonder what she in meAnd man I can't lieCuz i'll be hustlin' , hangin' wit my homies all night ch'allI'll be hustlin' from the morning to the night fall, aight ch'all?It's kinda hard tryin' to stay cleanTyrin' to chase dreamsTryin' to make it happenBut this rappin' ain't what it seemsKnow what i mean?Now thru thick things ya' stood beside meWhen I was on the run, you help me on the realTryin' to make a mil but on the realThat's tight but a little money can't buy meI need someone who could be trustedTake this hundred g's in case a nigga like me get bustedYa' blame it on my mom's lifestyleMy thuggish-ruggish friendsYa' keep tellin' meMy fine lifestyle gonna havta come to an endYa' gotta' realize I ain't tryin' to be no broke fartI'm takin' the chances nowCuz it's gonna be hard for our future sons and daughtersI'm tryin' to take trips to RenoCash chips like casinosLive life as a high rollerSilkk the Shocker make moves like ValentinoI only got one chance, so I got to take itIf you could just be patientDown for the silent 20 just for waitin'Yo' mom think I'm a thugShe still don't like meYa' friends think I'm a ghetto thugBut this is ghetto love that they can't see, GI know when it rains it pours, one day i gotta stopAnd when I do ima be sittin' on topAnd gonna be sippin' champagne on yachtsCars and tennis bracelets just a thang (meanwhile)I'll be home tonightSo keep it tight for this gangsta
