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Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
Hey, Mama, know I ain't never tell you this before
But it really hurt me knowin' I'm runnin' you crazy
I wanna talk to you real quickMy momma told me while I run these streets she can't sleep
Her phone ring late at night, she think some'n happened to me
Her nerves so bad right now she can't even watch TV
She turn her head every time she see a policeShe scared to look 'cause it might be me in the back seat
Whenever she hear about a shootin' her heart skip a beat
She heard the Feds was in the town, her knees got weak
She know I'm at the house, the only time she at peaceHer blood pressure through the roof all because of me
Her favorite words is 'Dope ain't the only way to eat'

She told me other day she hope I don't die in these streets
I just pray to God she don't wipe her hands with meI'm a goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby
Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady
Shit Im doin' now got nothin' to do with how you raised me
Shit killin' me to know I'm runnin my momma crazyGoon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby
Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady
Shit Im doin' now got nothin' to do with how you raised me
Shit killin me to know Im runnin my momma crazyRemember the nights me sittin' up in a cold cell
I'm wakin' you up out of your sleep, it's me callin' you from jail
You ain't say it but I know inside you mad as hell
You called off from work just to bond me out of jailI get in trouble, I call you, seem like it never fail
Can hear you now, "Boy, you need to sit your ass down somewhere"
I come and eat, I take a shower then I'm outta there
I know I'm stressin' you at times, seem like I don't careYou wrote bad checks for me to have somethin' to wear
You risked your freedom for me, nowadays that's real rare
Every time I think about the shit, I wanna shed a tear
That's why I buy you some'n for Father's Day every yearI'm a goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby
Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady
Shit Im doin' now got nothin' to do with how you raised me
Shit killin me to know Im runnin my momma crazyGoon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby
Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady
Shit Im doin' now got nothin' to do with how you raised me
Shit killin me to know Im runnin my momma crazyYou did the best you could with me and I love you for that
Wanted me to stay in school but that ain't where my heart was at
I got exposed to the streets and fell in love with stacks
And all the times I hurt you wish I could take it backWhen Daddy left us you stepped up and took up his slack
I know I'm selfish and feelin' theres some'n I know I lack
This shit I'm doin' now I know you raised me better than that
You taught me how to be a man and showed me how to actSometime I wonder how you still proud I'm your son
After all the stuff I took you through and all the shit I done
Well, like you told me when God want me, how I can't run
Before He take me, want you to know how much I love you, MomI'm a goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby
Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady
Shit Im doin' now got nothin' to do with how you raised me
Shit killin me to know Im runnin my momma crazyGoon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby
Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady
Shit Im doin' now got nothin' to do with how you raised me
Shit killin me to know Im runnin my momma crazyI think I'm speakin' for every street nigga 'round the world
I don't think we sit down long enough sometime
Just to realize what we takin' our momma through
It hurt me to know, dawg, that I'm runnin my momma crazy
And it really killin' me to know that I'm help killin' my momma

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Algernod Lanier Washington (born July 1, 1976 in Fort Myers, Florida) is an American rapper signed to Slip-N-Slide and his own label, Big Gate Records. His debut album, The Real Testament, was released in 2007 and featured the top ten singles Hypnotized featuring Akon and Shawty featuring T-Pain. He then released two studio albums in 2008, Definition of Real and Da REAList. His fourth studio album, Goon Affiliated, was released in June 2010.

Plies was born Algernod Lanier Washington on July 1, 1976, in Fort Myers, Florida and grew up in Cape Coral, Florida. While at Fort Myers Senior High School, he played in the football team, was crowned Homecoming King, and was named the "Best Dressed" student of his class. He attended Miami University for a year and played in its basketball team, then transferred to the University of Central Florida for sophomore year and dropped out. In the late 1990s, Plies and his stepbrother Ronnell Lawrence Lavatte, also known as Big Gates, established an independent record label, Big Gates Records. Although Plies initially refused to rap, after a demonstration for one of his artists, Big Gates decided to keep Plies' verse on the track "Tell Dem Krackers Dat". Big Gates and Plies promoted the single and traveled many times to Miami, which eventually led to a deal for Plies on Slip-n-Slide Records. Plies's girlfriend Brandy Lacole Lyons gave birth to a son, Nijier Lanier Washington, at the University Community Hospital in Tampa, Florida on October 20, 2003. After signing to Slip-n-Slide in 2004, Plies released several mixtapes.

On July 2, 2006, after a shooting at a Gainesville, Florida nightclub, Plies was charged with illegal possession of a concealed weapon, and members of his entourage were charged with attempted murder. The shooting, in which 5 people were injured, started after Plies' microphone was cut off for Lil' Boosie to perform, after Plies' performance ran over time. According to the promoter Jonathan Smith, Plies became "enraged". A fight began with fists and shouting, and ended with at least six rounds of bullets being fired.

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