- Votes:
- Composers:
- Chad Butler
- M Dean
- Cory Moore
- A Winbush
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- dirty south
- gangsta rap
- rap
 
- See also:
Pimp C - My Angel lyrics
I wanna dedicate this song to my momma
 Know what I?m talkin? about?
 Happy birthday momma, happy birthday
 To all the bullshit niggaz tryin? to kill us, yup
 Yeah, you know what I?m sayin? uh?
 The false divorces, child support court, that's right, all that
 Nigga droppin? out of school you stood by me
 Know what I?m talkin? about?
 Thank you, goin? to jail
 So a lot of motherfuckers be sayin? stars up in the sky
 But my star right here, that's my angel
 Know what I?m talkin? about? Check this out
 I been on top of the world and been on bottom of the grind
 I came through in the fresh cars playin? surround
 I been in the city sellin? crack at the dope fiends
 Tryin? to come up, used to be strung out on promethazine
 I used to smoke fry, wasn't scared to die
 Every day when I wake up I want to get high
 My momma came and got me from that devil dope
 And keep me good even though I used to choose hoes
 And sometimes with her older family members they lil' bit wrong
 But that's how I came up, makin? rap songs
 I been in this shit since 16, comin? up
 And puttin? motherfuckers up on this thing up in this rap scene
 Uh, and when they took my money
 Momma never ever looked at me funny, now check it outPimp C - My Angel - http://motolyrics.com/pimp-c/my-angel-lyrics.html
 The manager I had wasn't shit
 The nigga stole everything and snorted coke like a bitch
 My momma stepped into this shit and went to every town
 That we came to, every city puttin? it down
 And when them niggaz wanted to kill me, my momma said
 ?Fuck that bitch, I know you motherfuckers feel me, uh?
 So when you see me in the city with my T lady
 Best believe we comin? up and we ain't livin? shady
 I'm her baby and that is my only momma
 I'll kill you bitch ass niggaz if you brang the drama
 I found my angel, angel
 That angel is mine, angel
 I found my angel, angel
 That angel is mine, angel
 I was young, I used to get sick a lot
 Now I'm rich puttin? it down with Rap-A-Lot
 I used to have the flu, colds and pneumonia
 Niggaz always tried to come and try to move on ya
 ?Cause in my city you either got to be a hustler
 Or you're out on the corner smokin? crack and a buster
 So I had to come up fast
 When niggaz come through I put that [Incomprehensible] on his ass
 I found my angel, angel
 That angel is mine, angel
 I found my angel, angel
 That angel is mine, angel














