-Master P- (talking)
Yo, Boo, uh, I know I ain`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`ve been away I`ve been down and lonely
Since you`ve been away I`ve been thinkng of you
Trying to understand, the reason you left me
What were you going thru?
I`m missing you (gangstas need love too)
Tell me where the road turns (echoed)
Verse 1 - Master P -
Uhhhh, I got you livin` in mansions
Jumpin` out of Benzes (honk, honk)
DKNY clothes but get fake president`s Rolex watches
You used to wear Swatches
Done took you out the ghetto, now your name is Miss Versace
Alligator Purses, Mцet with your Reeses, Hershey
Miss Rev-e-lon when yo` lips an` hair an` toes on Tuesdays and Thursdays
Even though I`m livin` wrong, tryin` to get my hustle on
I want you in your birthday suit when I make it home
So I can Uhhhh then squeeze ya`, tease ya`
You wanna rub me? let the Ice Cream Man please you
I ain`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`m a thug and they can`t wait till I leave ya`
So think about what I say and fuck what them hoes say
Chorus -Lawand and Mercedes-
I`m missin` you
Tell me where the road turns (echoed)
-Verse 2 - Master P-
You was a high school queen
Met me sellin` ice cream on the corner went double-up servin` Fiend
Even though I`m a thug, ya love me
If sex was a game, we`d a play rugby
I got you flyin` first classes on planes
Jumpin` offa` trains
Takin` cruises on boats, sippin` champagne
Rollin` out the red carpet when they see ya $10,000 mink coat
That`s why them hoes wanna be ya, but they can`t
Taking trips in Land Cruisers
Droppin` off cash to the bank
But they don`t know what you done see
The shit i done put you thru
??? you done take for ya` boo
The FED`s harass you
The lies you dont told for me
And when i went to jail you found a way to visit me
Runnin` up ya phone bill
Sometimes the kids didn`t even have a decent meal
It ain`t no limit to this ghetto love
Even though i mighta` slangin` drugs
You still showed me love
That`s why I`m here for ya`, Boo
But just remember (uuuhh) that gangstas need love too
CHORUS
Verse 3 - The Shocker
I got a ??? and i wonder why and i wonder what she in me
And man I can`t lie
Cuz i`ll be hustlin` , hangin` wit my homies all night ch`all
I`ll be hustlin` from the morning to the night fall, aight ch`all?
It`s kinda hard tryin` to stay clean
Tyrin` to chase dreams
Tryin` to make it happen
But this rappin` ain`t what it seems
Know what i mean?
Now thru thick things ya` stood beside me
When I was on the run, you help me on the real
Tryin` to make a mil but on the real
That`s tight but a little money can`t buy me
I need someone who could be trusted
Take this hundred g`s in case a nigga like me get busted
Ya` blame it on my mom`s lifestyle
My thuggish-ruggish friends
Ya` keep tellin` me
My fine lifestyle gonna havta come to an end
Ya` gotta` realize I ain`t tryin` to be no broke fart
I`m takin` the chances now
Cuz it`s gonna be hard for our future sons and daughters
I`m tryin` to take trips to Reno
Cash chips like casinos
Live life as a high roller
