a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de mama - sauce walka

[intro: sauce walka]
oowee
r.i.p mama sauce, sauce in p
i miss you baby
you made me a champ didn’t you

[verse 1: sauce walka]
my mama ain’t raise no p-ssy, but she ain’t raise a son either
i was raised on the corner with the block bleeders, dope house gl-ss eaters
christmas time no santa claus just robberies from m-ss people
black man in a white man’s world, feel like the d-mn zebra
the government is lions and cheetahs, the way them hoes treat us
delusions all them hoes feed us through fancy cars and bold speakers
find out you a gorilla and they gon cage you not vince mcmahon speaking
my mama used to leave me for months, not just on d-mn weekends
f-cked up all of my birthdays i ain’t ever had no planned weekend
never been to chuck e cheese, a rat could never touch my cheese
n-gga please, the biggest rats i seen in my hood pushing ki’s
you ever been starving in autumn, and thought ’bout eating leaves?
n-gga that was a baby me cause my mama veins was pumping d
heroin, got me begging for dollars at the [?]
13 years old the first time my papa caught the best bond
trooper now, young -ss baby all real and truly wild
baby [?] born way before i’d done heard of juvenile
walk up in the apartment my mama geekin’ with that goofy smile
needle hanging out her arm and not a doctor near this room for miles
n-gga grew up wild

oowee

[verse 2: sauce walka]
what y’all know about never enjoying mother’s day?
or better times at school watching the mothers give they hugs away?
the only thing i experienced was gunshots and giving drugs away
or punches from my uncle and my pops when a n-gga graduate
man, the young choices a n-gga had to make
the son of a stripper end up pimping, alright a clash of fate
genetic x’s gravitate, i guess it’s true what they say
my apple fell to my momma’s side of the tree i had to scr-pe

[verse 3: mozzy]
[?] , first we went to school for only half a days
then we ditched at lunchtime, always been on frontline
ain’t no love for [?], n-gga one time for the lost souls
see you at the crossroad when i fall off, who i fall on, who i call on?
mama’s sugar habit, get yo ball on
i got my own habits, i been spazzing coz my dog gone, my heart broke
it’s f-ckin me up to see my [?] on the [?]
how i never see granny again is giving me [?]
i told to the lord i was in ’cause i was so far gone
i’m tryna shed light on them n-ggas that been down that dark road
it’s only k!llers in the car loan, two bar cold, that n-gga heart froze
lord knows them subarus we was driving never had a sports mode
crack baby from the late 80s but i’m straight baby
had a lot on my plate baby, 13 we was gang banging
seen the grey body under white blankets that was life changing, i can still smell it
felt like the whole world stopped, i can hear the whole hood yelling

- sauce walka

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS