Tink - Gangsta's Paradise lyrics

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 whеn I'm with you
Your ex be actin' out but I got you

How you love mе 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