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(feat. C-Murder, Eightball, Master P)
[Chorus (3X)]
Mama always told me (told me)
but papa never showed me (showed me)
So i live the life of a thug
and all I wanna do is smoke weed, ride, and sell drugs
Mama always told me it'd happen
but she never told me when
she said probably happen when I get much older
but I kinda wish it would of happened then
cuz I had my mind on gettin' some money
nigga I'm tryin' get rich
mom told me never trust these niggas
and ummm never put your faith in the bitch
see I hang with a bunch of grave yard villians
nigga robbin' sprees we stealin'
choppin' keys with drug dealers
click like pistol with killers
they tried to preech to me, couldn't preech to me
tried to teach me, couldn't teach me
see I've gotta learn the hard way on my own
cuz nobody else could give me a reason
they always told me I'll probably end up dead
or in the pen see me and P some outcasts
can't arrest the family tellin' the kids not to be like him
and see it was ruff some times but it had to be
enough trippin' on Cess go hand your back and pass the weed
I ran wild deep in the game off of change
nigga bitch won't fuck 'em nigga won't kill me
but its all in the game
see pop was too busy doin' his own thing to try to show me
but mom told me Silkk watch your paper
at the top it gets lonely, mama told me
[Chorus (2X)]
Mama always told me (told me)
but papa never showed me (showed me)
So i live the life of a thug
and all I wanna do is smoke weed, ride, and sell drugs
token guns on my side, no limit niggas gone ride
paper chasin' for millions Tru niggas won't die
make time for some dope nigga fuck bein' broke
I live my life on the ropes nigga fuck the P.O.
I leave you dead with the bustas
real niggas gone love us
we make crack with the killers and sell dope to the country
nigga nigga outlaws and dealers tattoo and killers
niggas bout it with millions now the world gone feel this
I'm staying TRU to the game you bitches callin' my name
mama told me to change its ghetto blood in my vein
see I got love for thugs never mix sex with drugs
my enemy in blood when I come bury me a thug
henessy and weed be a ball with desert
these shirts and kakis is how we work
hypnotized by change after fortune and fame
I roll 20's and thangs rolex and change but uh..
[Chorus (2X)]
Mama always told me (told me)
but papa never showed me (showed me)
So I live the life of a thug
and all I wanna do is smoke weed, ride, and sell drugs
right from the edge killer nigga gone off coke
brown sticky dope makin' niggas turn on their folks
ain't now rules, fools rush in but don't come out
so many niggas round my way die runnin' their mouth
fairy tales are for children we ain't story book livin'
south streets be bloody from all the shootin' and killin'
villians ride for similac and crack and smack
and its a fact all killers ain't inner city blacks
my homies have to serve on blocks that's hot with cops
with rocks and stacks and be packed to get their scraps
I don't knock it cuz if my pocket starts to lose weight
you can find me on I-10 tryin' move weight
my mama on her knees prayin' givin' god her time
while I'm on the streets hustlin' tryin' gettin' what's mine
am I wrong am I right got can only determine
I can only live my life and life is for learnin' check it
[Chorus (4X)]
Mama always told me (told me)
but papa never showed me (showed me)
So i live the life of a thug
and all I wanna do is smoke weed, ride, and sell drugs
(feat. C-Murder, Eightball, Master P) [Chorus (3X)] Mama always told me (told me) but papa never showed me (showed me) So i live the life of a thug and all I wanna do is smoke weed, ride, and sell drugs Mama always told me it'd happen but she never told me when she said probably happen when I get much older but I kinda wish it would of happened then cuz I had my mind on gettin' some money nigga I'm tryin' get rich mom told me never trust these niggas and ummm never put your faith in the bitch see I hang with a bunch of grave yard villians nigga robbin' sprees we stealin' choppin' keys with drug dealers click like pistol with killers they tried to preech to me, couldn't preech to me tried to teach me, couldn't teach me see I've gotta learn the hard way on my own cuz nobody else could give me a reason they always told me I'll probably end up dead or in the pen see me and P some outcasts can't arrest the family tellin' the kids not to be like him and see it was ruff some times but it had to be enough trippin' on Cess go hand your back and pass the weed I ran wild deep in the game off of change nigga bitch won't fuck 'em nigga won't kill me but its all in the game see pop was too busy doin' his own thing to try to show me but mom told me Silkk watch your paper at the top it gets lonely, mama told me [Chorus (2X)] Mama always told me (told me) but papa never showed me (showed me) So i live the life of a thug and all I wanna do is smoke weed, ride, and sell drugs token guns on my side, no limit niggas gone ride paper chasin' for millions Tru niggas won't die make time for some dope nigga fuck bein' broke I live my life on the ropes nigga fuck the P.O. I leave you dead with the bustas real niggas gone love us we make crack with the killers and sell dope to the country nigga nigga outlaws and dealers tattoo and killers niggas bout it with millions now the world gone feel this I'm staying TRU to the game you bitches callin' my name mama told me to change its ghetto blood in my vein see I got love for thugs never mix sex with drugs my enemy in blood when I come bury me a thug henessy and weed be a ball with desert these shirts and kakis is how we work hypnotized by change after fortune and fame I roll 20's and thangs rolex and change but uh.. [Chorus (2X)] Mama always told me (told me) but papa never showed me (showed me) So I live the life of a thug and all I wanna do is smoke weed, ride, and sell drugs right from the edge killer nigga gone off coke brown sticky dope makin' niggas turn on their folks ain't now rules, fools rush in but don't come out so many niggas round my way die runnin' their mouth fairy tales are for children we ain't story book livin' south streets be bloody from all the shootin' and killin' villians ride for similac and crack and smack and its a fact all killers ain't inner city blacks my homies have to serve on blocks that's hot with cops with rocks and stacks and be packed to get their scraps I don't knock it cuz if my pocket starts to lose weight you can find me on I-10 tryin' move weight my mama on her knees prayin' givin' god her time while I'm on the streets hustlin' tryin' gettin' what's mine am I wrong am I right got can only determine I can only live my life and life is for learnin' check it [Chorus (4X)] Mama always told me (told me) but papa never showed me (showed me) So i live the life of a thug and all I wanna do is smoke weed, ride, and sell drugs
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