Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, Mama a hellrazor, born thuggin' and mean, muggin' at sixteen
On the scene, watchin' fiends up dust with the older G's Soakin' up the game was told to me I ain't never touched a gat that I shoot
I learned not to trust the bitch from the Was lessons, a young nigga askin' questions While other suckers was guessin', I was for sexin' Elementary wasn't meant for me, regret it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin' through the overpass laughin' While these motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt
They jealous of a clout, tell me Lord Can Ya me? I keep my finger on the trigger some nigga tried to kill me And Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' paid
Police on my pager, stressin' A fugitive, my occupation is question Wanted for investigation and even I'm marked for death I'ma spark 'til I lose my
Motherfuckers, time I see the paper I see my picture, when a gettin' richer They to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' trap And they wonder why it's hard bein' Dear Lord can Ya me? Gettin' major, uh
Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor Dear Lord, can Ya me? Stress gettin' major, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Tell me Lord, can Ya feel me? Show a
Damn, we're outta time, everybody's dyin' Mama a hellrazor, can't figure Why you let the police beat down I'm startin' to think all the rich in the world is While the po' restin' in the early graves God, come, save the
nothin' else to do but have faith in You Dear Lord, I the life of a thug, hope You understand me for my mistakes, I gotta play my hand And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic
cop killin' Glock, tell me Lord Can Ya feel me? a way I'm but my enemies won't go away And everywhere I turn, I see burn
Every nigga I know's on death row My younger seventeen and he paid a price Little young motherfucker doin' life Though I him in his letters, it's gettin' better If my knew the truth he'd hit the roof Just heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, the drama
break my Loc out, smokin' blunts Gettin' drunk off Tanqueray gin 'Bout to my nigga out the fuckin' pen Mama raised a hellrazor, uh,
C'mon, uh, raised a hellrazor Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Dear Lord, can Ya me? It's just me A nigga tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', come and save me
The whole world done a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, control it Screamin' die and he's loaded run for cover, I cause shit
Thug Life motherfucker, duck, Now, am I wrong? If I am, don't me Do or die gettin' high 'til the me Dear Lord, if Ya me, tell me why
girl like LaTasha, had to die She never got to see the bullet, just heard the Her little couldn't take it, it shook and dropped And when I saw it on the news, I see busta girl killin'
Now, I'm screamin', Fuck the In the end, my friends, that flip-flop Lip-locked on my dick when my shit Thug Life, motherfucker, I lick
Every on my block dropped two cops Lord, can Ya hear me? When I die Let a nigga be strapped, fucked up and my hands on the trigger, thug nigga
Stressin' a motherfuckin' drug dealer And even in the darkest nights, I'm a for life I got the to fight, now Mama a hellrazor why cry That's life in the ghetto, do or die