baby ya know it’s hella hard for me
to love a gangsta
your makin me full of misery
and all this anger
i can never turn my cheek
and call ya a stranger
though gangbanging
fighting i have never
complained
i’d be half you as my man
but your heart i could
attain
but it’s too late and now
i’m in over my head
i’m praying each day
that you want lie with
the dead
but i’m in love with a
gangsta that’s the way
that it go
down when you had
money, i was down when
you was broke
no matter situation I
was there by your side
cried an pushed an
full of tears from my
dark brown eyes
so what’s it gonna take for
you to open up to me
swallow your pride and
spend some time with me
It’s hard to love a gangsta
i can clearly see
leave your boy fo a day
and tell me you needed me
it’s 5 in the morning
and you still aint home
you out with your boys
in the street alone
something inside is telling
me that something might
be wrong
i’m paging, no message you
aint picking up your phone,
what am i to do when
i gotta a thug for a man ?
there’s so many things
that it’s hard to comprehend,
I know i’ve always
wanted a thug in my life
but this pain’s inflicting
me like a sharp knife,
to love a gangsta
your makin me full of misery
and all this anger
i can never turn my cheek
and call ya a stranger
though gangbanging
fighting i have never
complained
i’d be half you as my man
but your heart i could
attain
but it’s too late and now
i’m in over my head
i’m praying each day
that you want lie with
the dead
but i’m in love with a
gangsta that’s the way
that it go
down when you had
money, i was down when
you was broke
no matter situation I
was there by your side
cried an pushed an
full of tears from my
dark brown eyes
so what’s it gonna take for
you to open up to me
swallow your pride and
spend some time with me
It’s hard to love a gangsta
i can clearly see
leave your boy fo a day
and tell me you needed me
it’s 5 in the morning
and you still aint home
you out with your boys
in the street alone
something inside is telling
me that something might
be wrong
i’m paging, no message you
aint picking up your phone,
what am i to do when
i gotta a thug for a man ?
there’s so many things
that it’s hard to comprehend,
I know i’ve always
wanted a thug in my life
but this pain’s inflicting
me like a sharp knife,