I never stayed my ass home, I always thought I was grown In the traffic I was gone you see my was made of stone Got a problem with me? Then feel muthafucka
Don't be talkin' yo breath that might be the cause of your death 'Cuz I'ma quick to stop a nigga in his main So let's get shit out in the open
I to like to go from the shoulders get 'em up, one on ones Now it's a whole different ball game niggas that guns A sucka will kill you first and you be layin' in the hurst Takin' a ass sleep knowin' it wasn't worth
you wasn't a punk, niggas don't want to thump Niggas just want to and shot up a niggas trunk I met a bitch week at the Orgen Room Bought her a and said, "Whats up on the telly room?"
Just I felt some trouble kickin' in Spotted her who had just got out the pen Muthafuckas get to baulkin' the liquors talkin' Drunk muthafucka step on my toe and on walkin' I said, "What's up with ya potna, say me or somethin'" He turned around looked at me and mean muggin'
I guess he thought he pumped fear I said "Nigga don't you know I'll you touchin' everything in here" He went for his pistol and didn't know I was Dag nab it, I had to let him it
What type of did he think you was E? I know he think that you were some kind of peanut or somethin' He must of been retarded to the fact that you get a out of killin' Now tell me somethin' why do muthafuckas Till that nigga himself to realize That a hillside hillbilly is the wrong type of to fuck with?
E do you me? Yeah, I feel ya sahob Well, let's take it to the next then Oh, you mean that part about the You know
The morning, I'm sittin' in the dungeon-wonderin' I be dissed, nope I did it in self defense I wasn't twisted, I hadn't started yet It happened to before someone could stop me
I wish I had some dank While I wait out these 24 more hours before I I'm gonna miss ya (I I had some dice) Made me some dice out of some and toilet tissue
Now the part that's fucked up I walks the dayroom manner room what the fuck I never thought that I straight make, ah The page of the newspaper
up a do wop, shut up a do wop Man 'bout to send me up state, ah Talking that shit about makin' me a faggot I a shank outta plastic and let a nigga have it
That's really goin' down 'Cuz a muthafuckas down for the count You be about it or be without it 'Cuz what a once told me see a mark sleep Leave him sleep in the middle of the If you can't the heat stay up out the kitchen
Now I'm still in the county's Fighting this ass 187 case Shoot me a kite that's a good way to I'll be in this bitch eatin' shit on the fuckin'
Gettin' big as a house- up 400 waiting for the Mercedes deep roll it up My dream came true after almost 2 of incareration Now I'm out brew havin' fun with my folks Lovin' everybody gettin' twisted and crackin'
Huggin' anybody I missed every in my click and I ain't lyin' We bones out to a I'm on P-role but can I say
I let 'em know I'm stuck I roast bitches but I'm not a peanut Now I'm at the party, thought I Dancin' with the dead niggas fine ass
I wonder if she my, my, my The bitch lovin' me ever since Hogan High She had hard ass cousins that wasn't wit it They went out they way to make that I didn't get it
But now tricks is for kids silly I had to let 'em have, muthafucka, Muthafucka,