INRTO:
For Every Real Nigga Who Got A Mama
Much Love To The Ones Who Lost Theirs Man (Yea,Yea,Yea,Yea,Yeaah)
My T-Lady Call The Police On Me
She Say Lil Melvin Look I Put You In Jail Cause I Heard You Was Gettin Shot At
I Rather Visit You In Jail Than Visit You At Ya Grave So Look Tho
I Know My Mama Was Tired Of Me
Sellin Dope Since Middle School
Come In The House When I Wanted To
It Was A Lot Of Sh*t She Couldn’t Hide From Me (Like What)
Like Mama Was A Hustler, (Yeah) Boyfriend He Had Customers
What They Think 3 Hustle For (Why They Lyin On Me)
I Used To Love This Hoe But She Crossed That Line
I Went To TYC She Had A Baby On Me When I Took That Time (I Did)
Nah He Ain’t Mine But I Kept Him With Me I Swear To God (Yea)
Four Years Passed By I Ain’t Seen Him Since But I Know He Fine
13030 Stoney Crook Days I Had Crooked Ways
Doin Niggas Dirty That Was DND You Know Forest Ln
Young Nigga Servin
Cigarette Plus We Four Deep
Big Mama’s Chicken We Splitting A 4-Piece
50¢ Soda From The Candy Lady
In The Hood Hoes Couldn’t Stand Me Baby
I Used To F*ck Friends Damn He Crazy
A Street Nigga Is What Mama Raised
I Had A Broken Home But Mama Gave It
The Heart Of Gold So Imma Shine And Make It
On My Soul Imma Grind And Take It
Before I’m Gone Imma Climb To Greatness
For Every Real Nigga Who Got A Mama
Much Love To The Ones Who Lost Theirs Man (Yea,Yea,Yea,Yea,Yeaah)
My T-Lady Call The Police On Me
She Say Lil Melvin Look I Put You In Jail Cause I Heard You Was Gettin Shot At
I Rather Visit You In Jail Than Visit You At Ya Grave So Look Tho
I Know My Mama Was Tired Of Me
Sellin Dope Since Middle School
Come In The House When I Wanted To
It Was A Lot Of Sh*t She Couldn’t Hide From Me (Like What)
Like Mama Was A Hustler, (Yeah) Boyfriend He Had Customers
What They Think 3 Hustle For (Why They Lyin On Me)
I Used To Love This Hoe But She Crossed That Line
I Went To TYC She Had A Baby On Me When I Took That Time (I Did)
Nah He Ain’t Mine But I Kept Him With Me I Swear To God (Yea)
Four Years Passed By I Ain’t Seen Him Since But I Know He Fine
13030 Stoney Crook Days I Had Crooked Ways
Doin Niggas Dirty That Was DND You Know Forest Ln
Young Nigga Servin
Cigarette Plus We Four Deep
Big Mama’s Chicken We Splitting A 4-Piece
50¢ Soda From The Candy Lady
In The Hood Hoes Couldn’t Stand Me Baby
I Used To F*ck Friends Damn He Crazy
A Street Nigga Is What Mama Raised
I Had A Broken Home But Mama Gave It
The Heart Of Gold So Imma Shine And Make It
On My Soul Imma Grind And Take It
Before I’m Gone Imma Climb To Greatness
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