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mac dre - shoulda been mo (remix) lyrics

[verse 1]
it all begins with the girl that’s pretty young, and a playa’ runnin’ round tryin to get him some
drunk he bumps in her head, next thing you know the two end up in bed
a little fun but d+mn months, later there’s a premature baby in a incubator
potna gone in the streets still running wild, not even trippin on the mother or the child
now here’s a girl that’s a daddy and a mama, gettin help from the babies young grandmama
but for money granny can’t help, there so it’s quick food stamps and welfare
little baby drinking the city milk, when that’s gone he gotta drink titty milk
but that’s lifе and only the beginning, kick back let’s go to thе second inning
young mother got a crib on section 8, now every night she brings home a different date
but her baby the girl has no respect, in the bed by her kid straight gettin’ wrecked
and on the first when it’s time to buy the food, she trips out an gives the money to some dude
young mother man she’s a sad case, gettin high blowin weed in the babies face
but that’s life in the g+h+e+t+t+o, shoulda been mo then just another freaky hoe

[hook]
shoulda been mo
shoulda been mo
shoulda been mo
shoulda been mo

[verse 2]
young buck growing up livin kinda foul, he ain’t wild but in time he learns how
to peel a girl k!ll a world and to clock a dollar, in his dreams all he sees is drive impala
sellin’ work doin dirt an he know he wrong, mom’s gone, mind blown now he’s on his own
tryin to get it, gettin wit it an he gettin vicious, on the run from the one time hittin fences
ghetto boy with his toy and he getting good, making cash h+lla fast when he in the hood
took a turn for the worse and he got loc’d, settin’ his own when his home boy got smoked
young villain k!llin at 13, but that’s life growin’ up on the dirt scene
on the grind no time to thank fear, he gets keyed smokes weed and drinks beer
got popped trying to clock at the fly way, the boy slipped took a trip to y.a
did a bid as a kid now he state raised, 6 years 7 months and 8 days
but that’s life in the h+double o+d, shoulda been mo then just another og
[hook]
shoulda been mo
shoulda been mo
shoulda been mo
shoulda been mo

[verse 3]
i grew up on the ghetto streets of california, where turf wars result in brew poured on corners
for fallen soldiers who died on the front line, n+gga’s sellin flake just to shake the one time
state convictions dank addictions, n+ggas gettin drunk just to shake the tension
the golden state pretty girls at the beach, they think we all livin like robin leach
but sunny california ain’t all the handsome, ballers get kidnapped and held for ransom
newborn babies getting found in alleys, and the biggest game originate in cali
little girls having kids at age 14, base heads having kids coming out dope fiends
and them crooked cops might tap that ass, so if you get pulled over you might have to blast
cause n+gga’s never win when they go to trial, this k!llafornia life got us homicidal
or suicidal take your pick, whatever you pick you gonna take a trip
to jail or h+ll and which ones worse, that gray goose or that black he+rs+
i tell you homeboy i’m a true blue playa, but sometimes i wish i would have grew up a square
cause ain’t no tellin’ when you might get smoked, or stuck like chuck in jail sayin’ i should been mo

[hook]
shoulda been mo
shoulda been mo
shoulda been mo
shoulda been mo

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