Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah Mama raised a hellrazor, thuggin' Heartless and mean, at sixteen
On the scene, watchin' buggin' Kickin' up with the older G's Soakin' up the that was told to me I ain't touched a gat that I couldn't shoot
I learned not to trust the bitch from the Was taught lessons, a young nigga askin' While other suckers was guessin', I was for sexin' wasn't meant for me, can't regret it
I'm for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin' class And I'm buckin', blastin', mashin' through the overpass laughin' While these other motherfuckers try to figure out, no
They jealous of a clout, tell me Lord Can Ya me? I keep my finger on the trigger 'Cause some nigga to kill me And Mama raised a hellrazor, everyday paid
Police on my pager, straight A fugitive, my is under question Wanted for investigation and even though I'm for death I'ma 'til I lose my breath
Motherfuckers, every I see the paper I see my picture, a nigga's gettin' richer They come to get ya, like a motherfuckin' trap And they why it's hard bein' black Lord can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress major, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' me Lord, can Ya feel me? Show a sign
Damn, we're running time, everybody's dyin' Mama raised a hellrazor, can't Why you let the police beat down I'm startin' to think all the rich in the is safe While the po' babies restin' in the graves God, come, save the
nothin' else to do but have faith in You Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, hope You Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta my hand And my on the sixteen-shot, semi-automatic
Crooked cop Glock, tell me Lord Can Ya me? Show a way I'm but my enemies won't go away And I turn, I see niggaz burn
Every nigga that I know's on row My younger homie's seventeen and he paid a Little young motherfucker doin' life Though I tell him in his letters, it's better If my nigga the truth he'd hit the roof Just heard ya baby's mama was smoked out, fuck the
Wanna break my Loc out, smokin' Gettin' drunk off that gin 'Bout to break my out the fuckin' pen raised a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, raised a hellrazor Uh, dear Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? just me A young nigga to make it on these rough streets I'm on my knees beggin', come and save me
The whole done made a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, control it Screamin' die and he's loaded run for cover, I cause shit
Thug Life motherfucker, duck, Now, am I If I am, don't worry me Do or die gettin' high the bury me Dear Lord, if Ya hear me, me why
girl like LaTasha, had to die She never got to see the bullet, heard the shot Her little couldn't take it, it shook and dropped And when I saw it on the news, I see busta girl 'Tasha
Now, I'm screamin', Fuck the In the end, my friends, that flip-flop Lip-locked on my dick when my shit Thug Life, motherfucker, I lick
Every nigga on my block dropped two Lord, can Ya hear me? When I die Let a nigga be strapped, fucked up and my hands on the trigger, thug nigga
Stressin' like a motherfuckin' drug And in the darkest nights, I'm a thug for life I got the to fight, now raised a hellrazor why cry That's just in the ghetto, do or die