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Mamma's Hurting

アーティスト:Ghetto Twiinz 

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[Verse 1:] It was a late, late Sunday When the drama went down. Playas smoking on blunts, Playas sipping on Crown, Playas all around. These G-Ts cuz we looking sexy, In our spandex dresses, And we chillin on the Lexus. Kickin it wit some homies from uptown Letting us know, some drama bout to go down We have to get from 'round - These gangstas We have our kids up in tha back seat We strapped tight wit tha glock In case they bring tha heat We was chillin on tha driver's side Killas undisguised When they did that drive-by. We heard a kid cry "mommy don't ya let me die" Seen tha blood and tha tears rollin down my eyes Call tha cops, forget tha cops, Won't ya grab tha glock. No time to explain, my baby's been shot With a AK, killa no way Cuz I don't play, behind my baby Lord..., I heard my baby screaming "mama come and squeeze me" As I break down screaming "don't ya leave me" Paramedics pumpin in her chest to bring her back Bleeding to death as my baby take her last breath I drop to my knees, Lord please, help me Don't take my baby, I'll go crazy The Lord didn't hear my cry cuz my baby died. I grab my hand as I scream, tryin to wonder why. As she lay on the concrete, All bloodied up And she covered up With the white sheet. My heart aching, my knees shakin As they put her in tha body bag, I fainted cuz I couldn't take it. Beatin on tha ground, blood on my hands Tryna be strong, tryna


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