Hey, baby, how you doin'? What's goin' on?
I'm sittin' in my motherf**in' cell, it's the same song
Tell my kids that I love 'em
But don't tell 'em that I'm through
Keep cryin' an' tell 'em I'll be home soon
Oh, baby, I'm goin' crazy
'Cos I keep seein' sh** that amaze me
Still, I had to k** a motherf**er last week
He thought I was a punk
An' tried to creep up on me in my sleep
I just think that I could hold or squeeze or touch
Or buck ya but I can't, so f** it
I'm behind these bars an' it's burnin' like nitro
I might go psycho, the man on the tower got a rifle
Aw, sh**, there the lights go
{Hello}
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta
An' I know he's a k**er but I love dat n***a
Hey baby, what's happenin', honey?
How you doin'? I miss you
The kids keep askin' where's their papa?
I had to tell 'em Daddy got caught by the coppers
It's time for me to raise 'em up proper, by myself
It's a goddamn struggle when a b**h ain't got no help
Now, everybody tellin' me that you ain't sh** black
An' when you get out, you'll jack
An' probably go right the f** back
Damn, the pressure's gettin' hot an' heavy
An' yeah, I'm gettin' sweated by your homey
In the blue an' white Chevy
But now he's got a condo an' a brand new Lexus
Wants me to take a trip with him down to Texas
The ends don't justify the means
An' in another life he might've been the man of my dreams
But you know I got your back to the motherf**in' end
But a b**h can't even trip like she doesn't need a friend
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta
An' I know he's a k**er but I love dat n***a
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If you choose to accept this call, please press 5 now}
What the f** you mean you need a friend?
I can't be havin' no n***as 'round my kids
Don't you make me break up outta this motherf**er
An' start k**in' motherf**ers, sh**
I know it's rough, I know it's tough
But when you fumble in the game, sometimes you get locked up
You better stay away from that punk a** b**h
He ain't sh**, I don't wanna have to k** him
'Cos think about the times that we used to have
Don't make me reach out an' touch that a**
You put yourself in danger when you f** with a buster
Like shootin' dice without a pistol, in a circle of murderers
You got more cla** than the average type hooker, b**h
Don't switch, he gotta grip but he ain't rich
Now I gotta check but if you've got the check
Give a n***a a look an' put somethin' on my books, peace
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta
An' I know he's a k**er but I love dat n***a
Aiyo, remember the homey with the Lexus
He took the trip to Texas
Now he's wearin' the f**in' Lexus like a necklace
So tell me, what's the drill, baby pa? What's a b**h to do?
My n***a's stretched in the pen since '92
Them visits ain't doin' the trick, drop f**s make me sick
'Cos this po' puddy tat needs a cat nip
An' that motherf**er representin' you, I think he resents you
He got evidence he never presents to
The people in court, I heard witnesses abortin'
What's he doin' about gettin' you out to hold the fort?
I got some ends, I'ma send you a dime an' two doves
Mama hates you but damn, I got love for a gangsta
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta
An' I know he's a k**er but I love dat n***a
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta
An' I know he's a k**er