Released: June 2, 1998
Featuring: Soulja Slim Snoop Dogg
Songwriter: Master P Snoop Dogg Soulja Slim
Producer: Beats By The Pound
[Chorus: Master P]
Daddy wasn't home so mama raised me
I'mma thug but still mama bathed me (4X)
[Master P]
I live my life as a thug, roll wit' some killas
Slang crack to some dope fiends, ride wit' some drug dealers
Find me in 3rd ward pullin' all nightas
Keep a tech 9 cocked for any nigga that don't like me
Throw up your soldier rags if you rowdy
I represent a million muthafuckas thats 'bout it
Mama couldn't control my destiny as a street thug
Find me in the Range Rover buyin, sellin street drugs
Even though, this ghetto got me crazy
Everytime I go to jail mama get me out cause I'm her baby
[Chorus 2X]
[Snoop Dogg]
I'mma gangsta, located in the alleys and Cali
Shoot dice wit' killas and smoke wit' the dealers
You can't tell me shit 'bout these streets homey
I don' seen it and done it and lived the real from the phony
Out for this money, homies maintain they composure
Since kids on the streets sellin' dope by the police
Now I'mma a soldier muthafucka for the chips
When I dips the trips, GP straight for DP
But the scripts how mama raised me
Pops wasn't home, left us all alone
Wasn't no thang, cause my mama had game
She showed me everythang except how to be a man
I understand, for all the streets and the jail time I caught
The pain I brought, that wasn't what you taught
It's probably pops fault how I ended up
Gangbangin', crack slangin', not given' a fuck
Two strikes in my life, a nigga fed up
Mama said don't let up, and baby boy keep your head up
[Chorus 2X]
[Soulja Slim]
Now picture me a ghetto child, running wild
Maybe if you emphasize, niggas supposed to pick us
The world wouldn't be like it is now
I made moms proud, when you mention me she smile
If feels good buying moms a car and a house
And my pops been locked up for ten years
Life was a struggle moms shed so many tears
That's why baby ain't got nothing that I love so much
The only one can hurt my feelings, when she fuss
Momma, I love you cause you brought me here
But niggas starting to hate and it's getting dark in here
But I remember what you told me, and what ya' showed me
Take it slowly
[Chorus 4X]
Daddy wasn't home so mama raised me
I'mma thug but still mama bathed me (4X)
[Master P]
I live my life as a thug, roll wit' some killas
Slang crack to some dope fiends, ride wit' some drug dealers
Find me in 3rd ward pullin' all nightas
Keep a tech 9 cocked for any nigga that don't like me
Throw up your soldier rags if you rowdy
I represent a million muthafuckas thats 'bout it
Mama couldn't control my destiny as a street thug
Find me in the Range Rover buyin, sellin street drugs
Even though, this ghetto got me crazy
Everytime I go to jail mama get me out cause I'm her baby
[Chorus 2X]
[Snoop Dogg]
I'mma gangsta, located in the alleys and Cali
Shoot dice wit' killas and smoke wit' the dealers
You can't tell me shit 'bout these streets homey
I don' seen it and done it and lived the real from the phony
Out for this money, homies maintain they composure
Since kids on the streets sellin' dope by the police
Now I'mma a soldier muthafucka for the chips
When I dips the trips, GP straight for DP
But the scripts how mama raised me
Pops wasn't home, left us all alone
Wasn't no thang, cause my mama had game
She showed me everythang except how to be a man
I understand, for all the streets and the jail time I caught
The pain I brought, that wasn't what you taught
It's probably pops fault how I ended up
Gangbangin', crack slangin', not given' a fuck
Two strikes in my life, a nigga fed up
Mama said don't let up, and baby boy keep your head up
[Chorus 2X]
[Soulja Slim]
Now picture me a ghetto child, running wild
Maybe if you emphasize, niggas supposed to pick us
The world wouldn't be like it is now
I made moms proud, when you mention me she smile
If feels good buying moms a car and a house
And my pops been locked up for ten years
Life was a struggle moms shed so many tears
That's why baby ain't got nothing that I love so much
The only one can hurt my feelings, when she fuss
Momma, I love you cause you brought me here
But niggas starting to hate and it's getting dark in here
But I remember what you told me, and what ya' showed me
Take it slowly
[Chorus 4X]
more tracks from the album
From the album
- MP Da Last Don (1998)
Master P popular songs
- Paper Right
- Toast
- Gone
- 20 on Cars 26 on Trucks
- Com.3
- Let ’Em Go
- If
- That Ain’t Nothing
- We Like Them Girlz
- Make ’Em Say Uhh #2
- Mama Raised Me
- Soldiers, Riders and G’s
- Snitches
- Thug Girl
- War Wounds
- Till We Dead & Gone
- Where Do We Go From Here
- Poppin’ Them Collars
- You Know I’m a Ho
- HNIC
- Heaven For a Gangsta
- Two Three
- God Forgive Us