Lirik Lagu Mama Raised Me - Master P
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Chorus:Master PDaddy wasn't home so mama raised meI'ma thug but still mama bathed me (4X)
Verse 1:Master PI live my life as a thug, roll wit' some killasSlang crack to some dope fiends, ride wit' some drug dealersFind me in 3rd ward pullin' all nightasKeep a tech 9 cocked for any nigga that don't like meThrow up your soldier rags if you rowdyI represent a million muthafuckas thats 'bout itMama couldn't control my destiny as a street thugFind me in the Range Rover buyin, sellin street drugsEven though, this ghetto got me crazyEverytime I go to jail mama get me out cause I'm her baby
CHORUS (2X)
Verse 2: Snoop DoggI'ma gangsta, located in the alleys and CaliShoot dice wit' killas and smoke wit' the dealersYou can't tell me shit 'bout these streets homeyI don' seen it and done it and lived the real from the phonyOut for this money, homies maintain they composureSince kids on the streets sellin' dope by the policeNow I'ma a soldier muthafucka for the chipsWhen I dips the trips, GP straight for DPBut the scripts how mama raised mePops wasn't home, left us all aloneWasn't no thang, cause my mama had gameShe showed me everythang except how to be a manI understand, for all the streets and the jail time I caughtThe pain I brought, that wasn't what you taughtIt's probably pops fault how I ended upGangbangin', crack slangin', not given' a fuckTwo strikes in my life, a nigga fed upMama said don't let up, and baby boy keep your head up
CHORUS (2X)
Verse 3:Soulja SlimNow picture me a ghetto child, runnin' wildMaybe if you emphasize, niggas supposed to pick usThe world wouldn't be like it is nowI made moms proud, when you mention me she smileIf feels good buyin' moms a car and a houseAnd my pops been locked up for ten yearsLife was a struggle moms shed so many tearsThat&#
Verse 1:Master PI live my life as a thug, roll wit' some killasSlang crack to some dope fiends, ride wit' some drug dealersFind me in 3rd ward pullin' all nightasKeep a tech 9 cocked for any nigga that don't like meThrow up your soldier rags if you rowdyI represent a million muthafuckas thats 'bout itMama couldn't control my destiny as a street thugFind me in the Range Rover buyin, sellin street drugsEven though, this ghetto got me crazyEverytime I go to jail mama get me out cause I'm her baby
CHORUS (2X)
Verse 2: Snoop DoggI'ma gangsta, located in the alleys and CaliShoot dice wit' killas and smoke wit' the dealersYou can't tell me shit 'bout these streets homeyI don' seen it and done it and lived the real from the phonyOut for this money, homies maintain they composureSince kids on the streets sellin' dope by the policeNow I'ma a soldier muthafucka for the chipsWhen I dips the trips, GP straight for DPBut the scripts how mama raised mePops wasn't home, left us all aloneWasn't no thang, cause my mama had gameShe showed me everythang except how to be a manI understand, for all the streets and the jail time I caughtThe pain I brought, that wasn't what you taughtIt's probably pops fault how I ended upGangbangin', crack slangin', not given' a fuckTwo strikes in my life, a nigga fed upMama said don't let up, and baby boy keep your head up
CHORUS (2X)
Verse 3:Soulja SlimNow picture me a ghetto child, runnin' wildMaybe if you emphasize, niggas supposed to pick usThe world wouldn't be like it is nowI made moms proud, when you mention me she smileIf feels good buyin' moms a car and a houseAnd my pops been locked up for ten yearsLife was a struggle moms shed so many tearsThat&#
