Naughty By Nature - Throw It Up lyrics

Mama don't cry for me Papa don't feel bad Cold on the street better gotta keep my bang to the bang back But I got my hood, my city, my brothers, (my) family That's all I have yeah, oh Father if you still listen We hope our friends make it up to heaven And if we fall, then we forgotten Don't let our little brothers grow up like we did Let them grow up and get a job Don't let them grow up behind bars Tryna' be hard, oh father can you (Rest will come)