Mr. Serv On
Mr. Serv On - Who Raised Me songtekst
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[Mr. Serv-On x4] Daddy was a gangsta who raised me Momma was a lady who raised me Forever, a true thing forever, kissing dead triggers Born to die quicker see me pull my nine ticker Remember me, now tell me what you sell me I pistol diaper running wild a ghetto child With aim, to slang weed and cane Never knew my place in life until daddy put me in the game He said, son make our name famous Can't let these bitches bang with us Let alone find the love to die with us With tears in her eyes and god on her side Momma said a prayer for us She saw the turn I took, but none shook To look a murder in my eyes find a ten for my first ride The same day my daddy died Now I'm in the hole for shanking, thinking suicide Until a voice from the grave said son, you gots to ride Stand tall and when they let you free fuck a bitch for me Daddy was a gangsta momma was a lady who raised me Thuggin got your baby Daddy was a gangsta momma was a lady who raised me Murder got your baby Daddy was a gangsta momma was a lady who raised me Dope slanging got your baby Daddy was a gangsta momma was a lady who raised me Armed robbery [Fiend] Momma look at your baby boy, josing No Limit lookin Surrounded by killers and dealers, sharing a little boasting No one approaching, it's survival cause you heard us a rival Street, probably murder one hand, look the man for the dollar Couldn't holler, wanted power Fiend working dirt like a trucker, bad motherfucker No living this, get back to my mother Moving hubbers cause I'm a surburban lover That's on my stash, put it on my best peice of ass forever have cash Lord help me surpass the low of dirt and grimy Please remind me it's all mental when the killers if they find me Will never counted for dangerous for strangers with no questions Let my anger drop a nigga for playing, thats more lessons Stepping high, still got my pride, brother done died I pull a minute then get back in it cause I dont let shit slide Even though my momma cried when my better half got killed Cause in me she got a fortress being built [Mr. Serv-On] Daddy was a gangsta momma was a lady who raised me Gang banging got your baby Daddy was a gangsta momma was a lady who raised me Manslaughter got your baby Daddy was a gangsta momma was a lady who raised me Rape got your baby Daddy was a gangsta momma was a lady who raised me Car jacking Bitches forgive me not, I die for my block Represent my block, I can't stop Set tripping gang signs blood and crippin (blood and crippin) All day, sit with tears holding, familia for years Momma, feel my release am I your baby Fifty pounds big, time got me crazy Daily shake for punks with no game The level niggas yell my name Steady slang, don't let em see ya Vazquez from south Florida dropping these bricks For naked flips, no more handle this She got two kids, I'm an uncle Niggas used to fight now they bang that's why I live Give my family addicted prayers, childhood homies gotta stare Hoes know I'm back jailhouse love cheddar From front to back slack with my loot I might shake before I shoot World, sacrafice my gangsta son, daddy's gone now I'm bout a none So to some, I gotta hold my fuckin arm too So in this world if they see me, I hit a stone Then let me die, love dead and gone Yeah, this goes out to all them niggas locked down. Magnolia Slim! Keep your motherfucking head up. It don't matter. You either gonna see that other side or you gonna see freedom. My nigga L off the parkway, my nigga D. Worldwide. Daddy was a gangsta Momma was a lady who raised me Daddy was a gangsta who raised me Momma was a lady who raised me Daddy was a gangsta who raised me Momma was a lady who raised me Daddy was a gangsta who raised me Momma was a lady who raised me Who raised me, who raised me, who raised me. This fucked up society, that's why. For momma, keep your head up. Daddy, look down. Cause your little nigga coming up. That's who raised me motherfucker. No Limit for life nigga. Mr. S-E-R-V to you motherfuckers. Peace.