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They call me Hitmaka Let me be ya gangsta's paradise I swear our love gon' feel like crime We ain't gotta take no one's advice I can hold yo' 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 ya back Let me be ya gangsta's paradise You found the perfect angel needs advice Let me be ya gangsta's paradise I feel so safe when I'm with you Every other hitta should've been you Only show yo' soft side when I'm with you Yo' ex be actin' out but I got you How you love me rough but so soft How we runnin' up but no lost How you humble up but so boss That's why you paid the price, it's no cost Let me be ya gangsta's paradise I swear our love gon' feel like crime We ain't gotta take no one's advice I can hold yo' racks, while you shootin' the dice Letras de cancionesMakin' love in the trap Show me how to handle the strap Need a bitch that's gon' have ya back Let me be ya gangsta's paradise You found the perfect angel needs advice Let me be ya gangsta's paradise Met you at the CITGO on the Westside Always talkin' 'bout how you wanna change lives I can see you through the tatts and the gang signs Back rolls Backwoods in the late night How you love me rough but so soft How we runnin' up but no lost How you humble up but so boss That's why you paid the price, it's no cost Let me be ya gangsta's paradise I swear our love gon' feel like crime We ain't gotta take no one's advice I can hold yo' 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 ya back Let me be ya gangsta's paradise You found the perfect angel needs advice Let me be ya gangsta's paradise Let me be ya gangsta's paradise From Letras Mania