Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mama Always Told Me, artist - Silkk The Shocker. Album song Charge It 2 Da Game, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Priority
Song language: English
Mama Always Told Me |
So i live the life of a thug |
And all I wanna do is smoke weed, ride, and sell drugs |
Silkk The Shocker: |
Mama always told me it’d happen |
But she never told me when |
She said probably happen when I get much older |
But I kinda wish it would of happened then |
Cuz I had my mind on gettin' some money |
Nigga I’m tryin' get rich |
Mom told me never trust these niggas |
And ummm never put your faith in the bitch |
See I hang with a bunch of grave yard villians |
Nigga robbin' sprees we stealin' |
Choppin' keys with drug dealers |
Click like pistol with killers |
They tried to preech to me, couldn’t preech to me |
Tried to teach me, couldn’t teach me |
See I’ve gotta learn the hard way on my own |
Cuz nobody else could give me a reason |
They always told me I’ll probably end up dead |
Or in the pen see me and P some outcasts |
Can’t arrest the family tellin' the kids not to be like him |
And see it was ruff some times but it had to be |
Enough trippin' on Cess go hand your back and pass the weed |
I ran wild deep in the game off of change |
Nigga bitch won’t fuck 'em nigga won’t kill me |
But its all in the game |
See pop was too busy doin' his own thing to try to show me |
But mom told me Silkk watch your paper |
At the top it gets lonely, mama told me |
Master P: |
Mama always told me (told me) |
But papa never showed me (showed me) |
So i live the life of a thug |
And all I wanna do is smoke weed, ride, and sell drugs |
Master P & C-Murder |
Token guns on my side, no limit niggas gone ride |
Paper chasin' for millions Tru niggas won’t die |
Make time for some dope nigga fuck bein' broke |
I live my life on the ropes nigga fuck the P. O |
I leave you dead with the bustas |
Real niggas gone love us |
We make crack with the killers and sell dope to the country |
Nigga nigga outlaws and dealers tattoo and killers |
Niggas bout it with millions now the world gone feel this |
I’m staying TRU to the game you bitches callin' my name |
Mama told me to change its ghetto blood in my vein |
See I got love for thugs never mix sex with drugs |
My enemy in blood when I come bury me a thug |
Henessy and weed be a ball with desert |
These shirts and kakis is how we work |
Hypnotized by change after fortune and fame |
I roll 20's and thangs rolex and change but uh. |
Master P: |
Mama always told me (told me) |
But papa never showed me (showed me) |
So I live the life of a thug |
And all I wanna do is smoke weed, ride, and sell drugs |
8-Ball: |
Right from the edge killer nigga gone off coke |
Brown sticky dope makin' niggas turn on their folks |
Ain’t now rules, fools rush in but don’t come out |
So many niggas round my way die runnin' their mouth |
Fairy tales are for children we ain’t story book livin' |
South streets be bloody from all the shootin' and killin' |
Villians ride for similac and crack and smack |
And its a fact all killers ain’t inner city blacks |
My homies have to serve on blocks that’s hot with cops |
With rocks and stacks and be packed to get their scraps |
I don’t knock it cuz if my pocket starts to lose weight |
You can find me on I-10 tryin' move weight |
My mama on her knees prayin' givin' god her time |
While I’m on the streets hustlin' tryin' gettin' what’s mine |
Am I wrong am I right got can only determine |
I can only live my life and life is for learnin' check it |
Master P: |
Mama always told me (told me) |
But papa never showed me (showed me) |
So i live the life of a thug |
And all I wanna do is smoke weed, ride, and sell drugs |