Master P - Mama's bad boy Lyrics
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- Mama's bad boy Lyrics
Album: Mama'S Bad Boy [Master P] Five kids in the house with no food to eat So me and my brother we took to the dope streets See that's how the whole game started And if a sucker talk shit, I had to get retarded Paranoid as fuck so my life changed Went to school, kid, now I'm selling cocaine I'm like a Porshe moving fast in the dope game I started a living now I'm supplying no stains In other words I'm a kingpin But in this game, you see, it makes no sense Just the other day my brother got shot I'm at his funeral on his casket dropping rocks Sister crying and mom's going crazy My uncle Marvin and advice could even phase me I'm on a mission, I got a job to complete They take one of mine, I put six of theirs into sleep So I live by the gat and that's my toy And out on the streets, I'm mama's bad boy [Chorus] Diamond in the back, sunroof top Digging in the scene with the gangsta lean Mama's bad boy Diamond in the back, sunroof top Digging in the scene with the gangsta lean Mama's bad boy [Master P] But I live with the juveniles, grew up in the ghetto Back in the Calliope projects I couldn't see in the meadows At the time I was tripping, cause we were struggling every day Took to the streets and did a lick and got quick paid I lived like a trine but now lost like a gine I'm saying fuck the police cause I'm police defined Don't give a fuck about nothing, but my meal and my family I took to my ?? because my mom couldn't handle me I'm crazy as fuck, you better duck when my nine's out Be dreading my life, you lose yours, that's how you find out That I'm a real motherfucker, sucker test me I pull's a nine, its one life less see I'm jacking and stealing and killing and peeling caps with Tec's, and 9's and Uzi's, yea, that's how I'm feeling Shiesty friends of mine that's tripping every day They wonder why, why the P put some heads away In other words I live by the gat and that's my toy And out on the streets, I'm mama's bad boy [Chorus] Diamond in the back, sunroof top Digging in the scene with the gangsta lean Mama's bad boy Diamond in the back, sunroof top Digging in the scene with the gangsta lean Mama's bad boy [Outro] Mama's bad boy Its so hard on the streets Sometimes it hard being me, yea But you make it something Just think about the consequences You make it something It ain't so easy being me, you know I'm saying Sometimes there's a lot of people on the street who can't make it You know what I'm saying, we can do this I'm doing this for a good cause [Chorus] Diamond in the back, sunroof top Digging in the scene with the gangsta lean Mama's bad boy Diamond in the back, sunroof top Digging in the scene with the gangsta lean Mama's bad boy
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