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[featuring lawand silkk mercedes]
master p (talking)
Yo boo uh i know i ain&#39;t never told you this before but uh i was
Just
Trying to get my hustle on. but you know what? i just need you to be
There for
Me cuz uh gangstas need love too.
lawand/mercedes
Since you&#39;ve been away i&#39;ve been down and lonely
Since you&#39;ve been away i&#39;ve been thinkng of you
Trying to understand the reason you left me
What were you going thru?
I&#39;m missing you (gangstas need love too)
Tell me where the road turns (echoed)
Verse 1 - master p -
Uhhhh, i got you livin&#39; in mansions
Jumpin&#39; out of benzes (honk, honk)
Dkny clothes but get fake president&#39;s rolex watches
You used to wear swatches
Done took you out the ghetto, now your name is miss versace
Alligator purses, möet with your reeses, hershey
Miss rev-e-lon when yo&#39; lips an&#39; hair an&#39; toes on tuesdays and
Thursdays
Even though i&#39;m livin&#39; wrong, tryin&#39; to get my hustle on
I want you in your birthday suit when i make it home
So i can uhhhh then squeeze ya&#39;, tease ya&#39;
You wanna rub me? let the ice cream man please you
I ain&#39;t got no nine to five
Hustle just to stay alive
Keep you on your game
Give you a pistol with your cute .45
Heiffers decieve ya, cuz they wanna be ya
Tell you i&#39;m a thug and they can&#39;t wait till i leave ya&#39;
So think about what i say and fuck what them hoes say
Chorus -lawand and mercedes-
I&#39;m missin&#39; you
Tell me where the road turns (echoed)
-verse 2 - master p-
You was a high school queen
Met me sellin&#39; ice cream on the corner went double-up servin&#39; fiend
Even though i&#39;m a thug, ya love me
If sex was a game, we&#39;d a play rugby
I got you flyin&#39; first classes on planes
Jumpin&#39; offa&#39; trains
Takin&#39; cruises on boats, sippin&#39; champagne
Rollin&#39; out the red carpet when they see ya $10,000 mink coat
That&#39;s why them hoes wanna be ya, but they can&#39;t
Taking trips in land cruisers
Droppin&#39; off cash to the bank
But they don&#39;t know what you just seen
The shit i done put you thru
The penitentiary tension you done take for ya&#39; boo
The fed&#39;s harass you
The lies you dont told for me
And when i went to jail you found a way to visit me
Runnin&#39; up ya phone bill
Sometimes the kids didn&#39;t even have a decent meal
It ain&#39;t no limit to this ghetto love
Even though i mighta&#39; slangin&#39; drugs
You still showed me love
That&#39;s why i&#39;m here for ya&#39;, boo
But just remember (uuuhh) that gangstas need love too
Chorus
Verse 3 - the shocker
I got a down girl believe and wonder why and i wonder what she see in
Me
And man i can&#39;t lie
Cuz i&#39;ll be hustlin&#39; , hangin&#39; wit my homies all night ch&#39;all
I&#39;ll be hustlin&#39; from the morning to the night fall, aight ch&#39;all?
It&#39;s kinda hard tryin&#39; to stay clean
Tyrin&#39; to chase dreams
Tryin&#39; to make it happen
But this rappin&#39; ain&#39;t what it seems
Know what i mean?
Now thru thick things ya&#39; stood beside me
When i was on the run, you hide me on the real
Tryin&#39; to make a mil but on the real
That&#39;s the type of love money can&#39;t buy
I need someone who could be trusted
Take this hundred g&#39;s in case a nigga like me get busted
Ya&#39; blame it on my mob lifestyle
My thuggish-ruggish friends
Ya&#39; keep tellin&#39; me
My foul lifestyle gonna have to come to an end
Ya&#39; gotta&#39; realize i ain&#39;t tryin&#39; to be no broke fart
I&#39;m takin&#39; the chances now
Cuz it&#39;s gonna be hard for our future sons and daughters
I&#39;m tryin&#39; to take trips to reno
Cash chips like casinos
Live life as a high roller
Silkk the shocker make moves like valentino
I only got one chance, so i got to take it
If you could just be patient
Diamonds inside a 20 just for waitin&#39;
Yo&#39; mom think i&#39;ma thug she don&#39;t like it
But you still sneak out and see me
Ya&#39; friends think i&#39;m a ghetto thug
But this is ghetto love that they can&#39;t see, g
I know when it rains it pours and one day it gotta stop
And when it do i&#39;ma be sittin&#39; on top
And gonna be sippin&#39; champagne on yachts
Cars and tennis bracelets just a thang (meanwhile)
I&#39;ll be home tonight
So keep it tight for this gangsta

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