Letras
Hey baby, how you doin'? What's goin' on?
I'm sittin' in my motherfuckin' cell, it's the same song
Tell my kids that I love 'em but don't tell 'em that I'm through
Keep cryin' and tell 'em I'll be home soon
Oh baby, I'm goin' crazy
'Cause I keep seein' shit that amaze me
Still I had to kill a motherfucker last week
He thought I was a punk and 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 fuck it
I'ma behind these bars and it's burnin' like nitro
I might go psycho, the man on the tower got a rifle
Aw shit, there the lights go
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta (damn)
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta (you know)
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta and I know he's a killer
But I love dat nigga
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 bitch ain't got no help
Now everybody tellin' me that you ain't shit black
And when you get out, you'll jack and probably go right the fuck back
Damn, the pressure's gettin' hot and heavy
And yeah, I'm gettin' sweated by your homey in the blue and white Chevy
But now he's got a condo and a brand new Lexus
Wants me to take a trip with him down to Texas
The ends don't justify the means
And in another life he might've been the man of my dreams
But you know I got your back to the motherfuckin' end
But a bitch can't even trip like she don't have a friend
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta (damn)
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta (you know)
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta and I know he's a killer
But I love dat nigga
(Hello, you have a collect call from)
Coolio
(If you choose to accept this call please press 5 now)
What the fuck you mean you need a friend?