Letras
Mama raised a gangster, daddy wasn't there
Grandfather taught me how to work and make it out of here
The streets taught me how to be cold and don't care
And the country taught me how to hold my head with no fear
They better start shooting if they think they gonna stop me
Pop smoke or Tupac me, I don't rock with bodyguards, I'm too cocky
Two glockies and a shotty, knock your top off, you copy?
And all these white boys jocking me while they copy
Look, I'm mayonnaise, white as fuck too
Throwing hand grenades out the side of my truck like "fuck you!"
Can't you get your own style, own look?
Or you just gonna be a clone and take everything out my whole book?
Just my presence is a blessing, you peasants need to
Invest in heavy weapons instead of studio sessions
Yeah, I hear you rapping, but I don't see progression
My resume's impressive, every second is perfection
Mama raised a gangster, daddy wasn't there
Grandfather taught me how to work and make it out of here
The streets taught me how to be cold and don't care
And the country taught me how to hold my head with no fear
Mama raised a gangster
Mama raised a gangster
Mama raised a gangster
Mama raised a gangster
Knocking down the door with the street sweeper
This thing I got in my hand is a meat cleaver
You can get shot or cut in half
I'm cutting out a path with a chainsaw and a weed eater
I know you don't think they fucking with me, me either
I ball like I'm MJ riding 'til the tires bald or gas tank empty
Got another thing coming, you think I'm friendly?
I'm a giant like I'm Tempe, you dying if you tempt me
Motherfucker, I'm saying, dying if you tempt me
Ay, what the fuck is wrong with them? You ass like a thong on them
Du-rags, saggy pants don't mean you rap, killing all of them
They falling like it's autumn, time for you to call an audible
I'm rapping 'bout way more than broads and expensive automobiles
Mama raised a gangster, daddy wasn't there
Grandfather taught me how to work and make it out of here
The streets taught me how to be cold and don't care
And the country taught me how to hold my head with no fear
Mama raised a gangster
Mama raised a gangster
Mama raised a gangster
Mama raised a gangster