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my mama's a bitch - gangsta rap lyrics

[verse 1: murder mike and (du-rag)]
my mama’s a b-tch cause she locked my out the house
(why she lock you out the house?)
cause i socked her in the mouth
(why you sock her in the mouth?)
cause she stole my dope
(did she smoke it?)
she sold it right here on the porch
(murder mike, don’t your mama sell rocks for you, g?)
nah, i just got her selling a little weed
(did she call the police?)
she knows i’d k!ll her
plus my mama is my number one weed dealer
(f-ck my mama, too)
what she do, dude?
(the b-tch drank the last of my brew
and she asked for it, too)
did you tell her no?
(nah, i told the b-tch “take her sh-t to the store”)
man, chill homeboy, she probably thought you was lying
(nah, cause when i told her, i showed her my 9)
sh-t, ain’t your mama been shot before?
(yeah, my daddy shot her when she smoked his newports)

[hook x2: murder mike and (du-rag)]
my mama’s a b-tch cause she owe me a dub (n-gga)
plus, why she gotta be at the club?
(with a homeboys, drunk than a freak [?]
in [?] shorts, h-lla tight on her behind)

[verse 2: murder mike and (du-rag)]
my mama’s a b-tch, but you better not say it (why?)
cause i’ll let the ak start spraying
(man, homeboy, i don’t like the b-tch, neither)
but n-gga, say something, i’mma let you meet [?]
i ain’t just gon’ show you; i’mma blast
mad cause she gave du-rag some -ss
(n-gga, that’s in the past) fool, you still hittin’
i’ve seen you this morning, -ss-naked in the kitchen
(fool, your mama’s cool when she ain’t in the club)
but your mom ain’t gave me no “back rub”
(my back was sore, your mama’s a sweet chick
plus you ain’t never seen the b-tch at freaknik
dancing in the street, getting krunk, going dumb
flashing her t-tties, sticking out her tongue)
yeah, i bought the tape out the back of the black tail
(i hate it, but she helps me stack mail from crack sales)

[hook x2: murder mike and (du-rag)]

[outro: du-rag]
n-gga, f-ck wrong with this b-tch, dog? bigger -ss than my b-tch. smoke more blunts than me, n-gga (way more blunts, n-gga). she done stuck a gang of n-ggas, n-gga. b-tch banged out. ugly motherf-cker
i love that b-tch (i do, that’s real)

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