Текст песни: Master P - Gangstas Need Love



-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

Silkk the Shocker make moves like Valentino

I only got one chance, so I got to take it

If you could just be patient

Down for the silent 20 just for waitin`

Yo` mom think I`m a thug

She still don`t like me

Ya` friends think I`m a ghetto thug

But this is ghetto love that they can`t see, G

I know when it rains it pours, one day i gotta stop

And when I do ima be sittin` on top

And gonna be sippin` champagne on yachts

Cars and tennis bracelets just a thang (meanwhile)

I`ll be home tonight

So keep it tight for this gangsta

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-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

Silkk the Shocker make moves like Valentino

I only got one chance, so I got to take it

If you could just be patient

Down for the silent 20 just for waitin`

Yo` mom think I`m a thug

She still don`t like me

Ya` friends think I`m a ghetto thug

But this is ghetto love that they can`t see, G

I know when it rains it pours, one day i gotta stop

And when I do ima be sittin` on top

And gonna be sippin` champagne on yachts

Cars and tennis bracelets just a thang (meanwhile)

I`ll be home tonight

So keep it tight for this gangsta

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