The Game - Mama Knows Lyrics
[Game]Told me that she would pray for the niggasThey just young black and ignorantLusting over models and the BenjaminsGot the game twisted like (what?) licoriceWhen I was rocking lottos moving packs in front of McDonaldsShe was looking for me, pulled up in that Old El DoradoI was running around with Chase, chasing new black wheelsWhy would I do that still? That's what got 2Pac killed..But I use that still cause I won't do that dealShoot a muzzle in potatoes of that new Mac MillWhat did I learn? NothingMy papa smoking sherm blunts andBeating on my moms like her head was a percussionTat! Tat! My .45 knocking..