They call me Hitmaka
Let me be your gangsta's paradise
I swear our love gon' feel like crime
We ain't gotta take no one's advice
I can hold your racks while you shootin' the dice
Makin' love in the trap
Show me how to handle the strap
Need a bitch that's gon' have your back
Let me be your gangsta's paradise
You found the perfect angel needs advice
Let me be your gangsta's paradise
I feel so safe when I'm with you
Every other hitta should've been you
Only show your soft side when I'm with you
Your ex be actin' out but I got you
How you love me rough but so soft?
How we runnin' up but no losss?
How you humble up but so boss?
That's why you paid the price, it's no cost
Let me be your gangsta's paradise
I swear our love gon' feel like crime
We ain't gotta take no one's advice
I can hold your racks while you shootin' the dice
Makin' love in the trap
Show me how to handle the strap
Need a bitch that's gon' have your back
Let me be your gangsta's paradise (Oh)
You found the perfect angel needs advice (Oh)
Let me be your gangsta's paradise
Met you at the CITGO on the Westide
Always talking ' bout how you wanna change lives
I can see you through the tatts and the gang signs
Back rolls, Backwoods in the late night (Woods in the late night)
How you love me rough but so soft? (Soft)
How we runnin' up but no loss? (No loss)
How you humble up but so boss? (So boss)
That's why you paid the price, it's no cost
Let me be your gangsta's paradise
I swear our love gon' feel like crime
We ain't gotta take no one's advice
I can hold your racks while you shootin' the dice
Makin' love in the trap
Show me how to handle the strap
Need a bitch that's gon' have your back
Baby, let me be your gangsta's paradise (Oh)
You found the perfect angel needs advice (Oh)
Let me be your gangsta's paradise (Oh, oh, oh)
Let me be your gangsta's paradise
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