| Throw It Up CD |
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| Mama don’t cry for me |
| Papa don’t feel bad |
| Cold on the street better gotta keep my bang to the bang back |
| But I got my hood, my city, my brothers, (my) family |
| That’s all I have yeah, oh |
| Father if you still listen |
| We hope our friends make it up to heaven |
| And if we fall, then we forgotten |
| Don’t let our little brothers grow up like we did |
| Let them grow up and get a job |
| Don’t let them grow up behind bars |
| Tryna' be hard, oh father can you |
| (Rest will come) |
