For My Sistas Lyrics - Gangsta's Paradise - Coolio

Now, I didn't use the word 'Bitch' a few times in a rhyme 

But now it's '95 so let me drop a line 

This goes out to the young black queens 

On the neighborhood scene who haven't lost their dream 

I know sometimes it seems like it ain't no love 

And to get where you go, ya got to push an' shove 

Around the way, girl, with hope in your heart 

Do his five in the purse an' five in the start 

She's the kinda woman you take home to momma 

The only kind you ever let get past the drama 

Coolio yo, know that you ain't no, hoe 

And it's time to put you up on a pedestal seat 

Queen of the entire universe 

And you know how I know 'cause you were put here first 

An' to every nigga that dissed ya an' every nigga that hit ya 

Accept my apologies for my brotha's 

My sista 

Give it up for my sistas, give it up for my sistas 

Give it up for my sistas, you're all I need 

Princess of the Nile, sweet black sexy child 

Ooh, I like your style 

First motha on the planet, I know it's gettin' scary 

And all these wannabe pimps is all that ya meet 

But ya gotta shake 'em off like fleas an' nigga meat 

And use your God given talents and abilities 

No matter where you from, ya get much respect 

From the top of your neck to your county check 

I see ya waitin' for the bus in the early morn 

Brick house with a face like Leena Horne 

I ain't no cap to save a hoe but I got your front 

An' your side an' your back if that's what ya want 

So when it's time to put it down, I won't be runnin' 

Ya got a dear lil' somethin' like Harriet Tubmanm 

No matter what ya do or where ya go 

Ya got love from a nigga named Coolio, yo 

My sista 

Give it up for my sistas, give it up for my sistas 

Give it up for my sistas, you're all I need 

Hernie Dipp got the lips, finga tips and the hips 

To make mice out of the crazy-ass Bloodz and Crypts 

Make a nigga sing a song all night long 

Til' his voice is gone with no music on 

You can be a busta on a hard ass low 

An' should be down wit' your ass when your poor and broke 

And every time ya need I'll owe ya 

Gotta do is make a phone call 

'Cause when ya say 'come' ya know she's on her way 

With no hesitance an' any type of the leg 

I talk about my granny, Batana, an' Vanita 

Jacki an' Nicole an' Grandy an' Artisha 

I got to give credit where credit is due 

An' all credit that is credited is credit to you 

I give praise to your ways an' for all my day 

Apologies much respect to the sons I raise 

My sista 

Give it up for my sistas, yeah, give it up for my sistas 

Come on and give it up for my sistas, you're all I need 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Give it up for my sistas, come on and give it up for my sistas 

Give it up for my sistas 'cause you're all I need 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Give it up for my sistas, come on and give it up for my sistas 

Come on and give it up for my sistas 'cause you're all I need