Ghetto Twiinz

Ghetto Twiinz - Mamma's Hurting lyrics

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[Verse 1:]

It was a late, late Sunday 

when the drama went down.

Playas smoking on blunts, 

playas sipping on Crown, 

playas all around.

These G-Ts cuz we looking sexy,

In our spandex dresses,

and we chillin on the Lexus.

Kickin it wit some homies from uptown

Letting us know, some drama bout to go down

We have to get from 'round - 

these gangstas

We have our kids up in tha back seat

We strapped tight wit tha glock 

in case they bring tha heat

We was chillin on tha driver's side

Killas undisguised

When they did that drive-by.

We heard a kid cry "mommy don't ya let me die"

Seen tha blood and tha tears rollin down my eyes

Call tha cops, forget tha cops, 

won't ya grab tha glock.

No time to explain, my baby's been shot

With a AK, killa no way

Cuz I don't play, behind my baby

Lord..., 

I heard my baby screaming 

"mama come and squeeze me"

As I break down screaming "don't ya leave me"

Paramedics pumpin in her chest to bring her back

Bleeding to death as my baby take her last breath

I drop to my knees, Lord please, help me

don't take my baby, I'll go crazy

The Lord didn't hear my cry cuz my baby died.

I grab my hand as I scream, tryin to wonder why.

As she lay on the concrete,

All bloodied up 

And she covered up

With the white sheet.

My heart aching, my knees shakin

As they put her in tha body bag, 

I fainted cuz I couldn't take it.

Beatin on tha ground, blood on my hands

Tryna be strong, tryna understand

Im thinking...

Maybe cuz I did so wrong

Im thinking...

that's why my baby's gone.

But baby...mommy still live that thug life

And mommy knows where ya killas live 

so everything is alright.



[Chorus:]

mama's hurting baby...

they took mama only baby 

and im bout to go crazy [repeat]



[Verse 2:]

As she put to rest, in her pink dress

As I hold my chest, thinking what's next.

As tha tears roll, when tha casket closed

And her father breakin down screaming " Lord knows"

The last word my baby say is "don't cha let me die"

And tha killa think he gonna live but that's a lie

Cuz when I catch ya, ya know that ya life is through

And if I have to do some time, that's what I'm gonna do

And when I catch that thug, ima show no love, have to see my baby girl covered up wit mud.

Im at tha killas house 

cuz im full of pain. 

His ma gone feel tha same cuz ima blow his brain.

Im at his front do' wit tha 4-5, tears in my eyes, killas gotta die

U kno I did him in, now mommy in tha pen, 

I have ya pictures hangin up while I do my 10.



[Chorus x2]



[music]



with a A-K, killa no way

cuz I don't play, behind my baby [repeat]
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