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Master P

Genres: Hip-Hop

Mama Raised Me Lyrics - Master P

Chorus: Master P 

Mama raised me, raise me 

Im a thug but still mama baby 

Daddy wasn't home so mama raised me 

I'ma thug but still mama baby (3X) 

 

Verse 1: Master P 

I live my life as a thug, roll wit' some killas 

Slang crack to some dope fiends, ride wit' some drug dealers 

Find me in 3rd ward pullin' all nightas 

Keep a tech 9 cocked for any nigga that don't like me 

Throw up your soldier rags if you rowdy 

I represent a million muthafuckas thats bouded 

Mama couldn't control my destiny as a street thug 

Find me in the Range Rover buyin, sellin street drugs 

Even though, this ghetto got me crazy 

Everytime I go to jail mama get me out cause I'm her baby 

 

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CHORUS (2X) 

 

Verse 2: Snoop Dogg 

I'ma gangsta, located in the alleys and Cali 

Shoot dice wit' killas and smoke wit' the dealers 

You can't tell me shit 'bout those streets homie 

I done seen it and done it and lived the real from the phonies 

Out for this money, homies maintain they composure 

Since kids on the corners sellin' dope by the polas 

Now I'ma a soldier muthafucka for the chips 

When I dips the trip, GP straight for DP 

live the scripts, its a trip, how my mama raised me 

Pops wasn't home, left us all alone 

Wasn't no thang, cause my mama got game 

She showed me everythang except how to be a man 

I understand, for all the streets and the jail time I caught 

The pain I brought, that wasn't what you taught 

It's probably pops fault how I ended up 

Gangbangin', crack slangin', not given' a fuck 

Two strikes in my life, a nigga fed up 

Mama said don't let up, and baby boy keep your head up 

 

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CHORUS (2X) 

 

Verse 3: Soulja Slim 

Now picture me a ghetto child, runnin' wild 

Maybe if you emphasize, niggas supposed to pick us 

The world wouldn't be like it is now 

I made moms proud, when you mention me she smile 

If feels good buyin' moms a car and a house 

And my pop been locked up for ten years 

Life was a struggle moms shed so many tears 

That's why baby ain't got nothin' that I love so much 

The only one can hurt my feelings, when she fuss 

Momma I love you cause you brought me here 

But niggas startin' to hate and it's gettin' dark in here 

But I remember what you told me, and do what ya' showed me, 

Ta take it slowly 

 

CHORUS (4X) 

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