Lyric 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, Möet 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