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Ballad Of A Dead Soulja
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Brenda\'s Got A Baby
Bury Me A G
California Love (Feat. Dr. Dre)
Can U Get Away
Can\'t C Me
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Cradle To The Grave
Dear Mama
Death Around The Corner
Definition Of A Thug Nigga
Don\'t Get It Twisted
Everything They Owe
Fake Ass Bitches
Fame
Fuck All Y\'all
Fuck Em All
Fuck Friendz
Fuckin Wit The Wrong Nigga
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Guess Who\'s Back
Happy Home
Heartz Of Men
Heaven Ain\'t Hard 2 Find
Hit Em Up
Hit \'Em Up
Hold On Be Strong
Hold Ya Head
Holla At Me
Holla If Ya Hear Me
How Long Will They Mourn Me?
I Ain\'t Mad at Cha
I Don\'t Give A Fuck
I Wonder If Heaven Got A Ghetto (Original and Hip-Hop Version)
If I Die 2Nite
If My Homie Calls
Intro
Intro/Bomb First (My Second Reply)
It Ain\'t Easy
I\'m Gettin Money
Just Like Daddy
Keep Ya Head Up
Let Them Thangs Go
Letter 2 My Unborn
Life Goes On
Life Of An Outlaw
Lil\' Homies
Lord Knows
Mama\'s Just A Little Girl
Me And My Girlfriend
Military Minds
My Block (Remix)
My Closest Roaddogz
Never B Peace
No More Pain
Nothin But Love
Nothing To Lose
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Only Fear Of Death
Open Fire
Outro
Pac\'s Theme (Interlude)
Part Time Mutha
Point The Finga
Pour Out A Little Liquor
R U Still Down? (Remember Me)
Rebel Of The Underground
Redemption
Representin \'93
Shit Don\'t Stop
Shorty Wanna Be A Thug
So Many Tears
Something 2 Die 4 (Interlude)
Something Wicked
Souljah\'s Revenge
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This Ain\'t Livin
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Trapped
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Unconditional Love
Under Pressure
Until the End Of Time RP Remix
Violent
Whatcha Gonna Do?
What\'z Ya # Number
When I Get Free II
When Thugz Cry
When We Ride On Our Enemies
Where Do We Go From Here (interlude)
White Man\'s World
Why U Turn On Me
Wonder Why They Call U
Words Of Wisdom
Young Black Male
Young Niggaz

Dear Mama lyrics mp3 by 2pac


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[Verse One: 2Pac]

When I was young me and my mama had beef
Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time, I never thought I\'d see her face
Ain\'t a woman alive that could take my mama\'s place
Suspended from school and scared to go home, I was a fool
with the big boys, breakin all the rules
I shed tears with my baby sister
Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids
And even though we had different daddy\'s, the same drama
When things went wrong we\'d blame mama
I reminice on the stress I caused, it was hell
Huggin on my mama from a jail cell
And who\'d think in elementary?
Heeey! I see the penitentiary, one day
And runnin from the police, that\'s right
Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside
And even as a crack fiend, mama
You always was a black queen, mama
I finally understand
for a woman it ain\'t easy tryin to raise a man
You always was committed
A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it
There\'s no way I can pay you back
But the plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

[

Chorus: Reggie Green & "Sweet Franklin" w/ 2Pac]

Lady...
Don\'t cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
Dear mama
Place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated
Don\'t cha know we love ya?

[second and third chorus, "And dear mama" instead of "Dear mama"]

[Verse Two: 2Pac]

Now ain\'t nobody tell us it was fair
No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn\'t there
He passed away and I didn\'t cry, cause my anger
wouldn\'t let me feel for a stranger
They say I\'m wrong and I\'m heartless, but all along
I was lookin for a father he was gone
I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs
They showed a young brother love
I moved out and started really hangin
I needed money of my own so I started slangin
I ain\'t guilty cause, even though I sell rocks
It feels good puttin money in your mailbox
I love payin rent when the rent\'s due
I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you
Cause when I was low you was there for me
And never left me alone because you cared for me
And I could see you comin home after work late
You\'re in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate
Ya just workin with the scraps you was given
And mama made miracles every Thanksgivin
But now the road got rough, you\'re alone
You\'re tryin to raise two bad kids on your own
And there\'s no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: 2Pac]

Pour out some liquor and I reminsce, cause through the drama
I can always depend on my mama
And when it seems that I\'m hopeless
You say the words that can get me back in focus
When I was sick as a little kid
To keep me happy there\'s no limit to the things you did
And all my childhood memories
Are full of all the sweet things you did for me
And even though I act craaazy
I gotta thank the Lord that you made me
There are no words that can express how I feel
You never kept a secret, always stayed real
And I appreciate, how you raised me
And all the extra love that you gave me
I wish I could take the pain away
If you can make it through the night there\'s a brighter day
Everything will be alright if ya hold on
It\'s a struggle everyday, gotta roll on
And there\'s no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

[Chorus]

Sweet lady
And dear mama

Dear mama
Lady [3X]

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