Dear Lord歌詞

Born thuggin'
Born thuggin'
heartless and mean
heartless and mean
muggin' at 16
muggin' at 16
On the scene watching fiends
buggin'
On the scene watching fiends
Kicking up dust with the older G's
Soaking up the game that was told to me
buggin'
I ain't never touched a gat that I couldn't shoot
I learned not to trust a ***** from a prostitute
Kicking up dust with the older G's
Was taught lessons
Was taught lessons
a young nigga asking questions
a young nigga asking questions
While other suckas was guessing
While other suckas was guessing
I was gangsta sexing
Elementary wasn't meant for me
can't regret it
I'm headed for the penitentiary
I'm cut classes
I'm ****in blastin', straight mashin'
Mobbing through the overpass laughing
While these other mother****ers try to figure out
No doubt
While these other mother****ers try to figure out
they jealous of a nigga's clout
Tell me Lord can ya feel me
I keep my finger on the trigger, cause some niggas tried to kill me
I live the life of a thug, hope you understand
Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my hand
And my hand's on a 16 shot
semi-automatic
Crooked cop killin' glock
I'm on my knees, beggin' please, come and save me
The whole world done made a nigga craazy
God, come saved the youth
Ain't nothing else to do but have faith in you
I got my .357
can't control it
Screaming die mother****er and he's... loaded
Everybody run for cover... Aww shit
Thug life mother****er!
Duck quick
Now am I wrong, if I am don't worry me
It's Do or Die getting high 'til they bury me
Dear Lord if ya hear me, tell me why
Lil girl like Latasha had to die
She never got to see the bullet,
just heard the shot
Her little body couldn't take it
she shook and dropped
When it's all on the news how she bucked the girl to kill Latasha
Now screaming **** The World
In the end it's my friends
that flip flop
Lips locked on my **** when my shit drop
Thug life mother****er, I lick shots
Every nigga on my block... drop 2 cops
I live the life of a thug, hope you understand
Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my hand
And my hand's on a 16 shot semi-automatic
Crooked cop killin' glock.
I'm on my knees, beggin' please, come and save me
The whole world done made a nigga craazy
God, come saved the youth
Ain't nothing else to do but have faith in you
Dear Lord can ya hear me... when I die
Let a nigga be strapped, ****ed up, and high
With my hands on the trigger
thug nigga
Stressing like a mother****ing drug dealer
And even in the darkest nights, I'mma thug fo' life
I got the heart to fight now
And Mama raised a hellraiser
Everyday getting paid, police on my pager
straight stressing
A fugitive my occupation is under question
wanted for investigation
And even though I'm marked for death
I'ma spark 'til I lose my breath
mother****ers
Every time I see the paper
I see my picture
When a nigga gettin' richer they come to get ya
It's like a mother****in' trap
And they wonder why it's hard being black
Dear Lord can ya feel me
I live the life of a thug, hope you understand
Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my hand
And my hand's on a 16 shot
semi-automatic
Crooked cop killin' glock
I'm on my knees, beggin' please, come and save me
The whole world done made a nigga craazy
God, come saved the youth
Ain't nothing else to do but have faith in you
I live the life of a thug, hope you understand
Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my hand
And my hand's on a 16 shot
semi-automatic
Crooked cop killin' glock
I'm on my knees, beggin' please, come and save me
The whole world done made a nigga craazy
God, come saved the youth
Ain't nothing else to do but have faith in you
Dear Lord
Ain't nothing else to do but have faith in you