I stayed my ass home, I always thought that I was grown In the traffic I was gone you see my head was made of Got a problem with me? Then free muthafucka
Don't be talkin' yo breath 'Cuz might be the cause of your death I'ma quick to stop a nigga in his tracks main So let's get this out in the open
I used to like to go the shoulders get 'em up, one on ones Now it's a whole different ball game that carry guns A sucka will kill you and you will be layin' in the hurst Takin' a deep ass knowin' it wasn't worth
Provin' you 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 then I felt some trouble in her X-boyfriend who had just got out the pen Muthafuckas get to baulkin' when the talkin' Drunk step on my toe and kept 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 until I said "Nigga don't you know I'll have you touchin' in here" He went for his and didn't know I was strapin' Dag nab it, I had to let him it
What type of nigga did he you was E? I know he didn't think 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 why do muthafuckas wait that nigga commits himself to realize That a hillside hillbilly is the wrong of nigga to fuck with?
E do you feel me? Yeah, I feel ya Well, take it to the next page then Oh, you mean that part the dungeon? 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 even started yet It happened to before someone could stop me
I wish I had dank weed While I wait out these 24 more before I plead Freedom I'm miss ya (I I had some dice) Made me some out of some water and toilet tissue
Now this the part fucked up I walks into the dayroom manner room what the I never thought that I would make, ah The front of the newspaper
up a do wop, shut up a do wop Man they 'bout to me up state, ah that shit about makin' me a muthafuckin' faggot I make a shank outta plastic and let a have it
That's what's really down 'Cuz when a muthafuckas down for the You gotta be it or be without it what a muthafucka once told me see a mark sleep Leave him sleep in the of the street If you stand the heat stay up out the kitchen
Now I'm still in the county's this funky ass 187 case Shoot me a that's a good way to mingle I'll be in bitch eatin' shit on the fuckin' shingle
Gettin' big as a bulkin' up 400 club for the Mercedes deep roll it up My dream true after almost 2 years of incareration Now I'm out drinkin' brew havin' fun with my Lovin' everybody gettin' and crackin' jokes
Huggin' anybody I every nigga in my click and I ain't lyin' We bones out to a I'm on but what can I say
I can't let 'em know I'm I roast bitches but I'm not a damn Now I'm at the party, thought I Dancin' with the niggas fine ass cousin
I wonder if she my, my, my The bitch been lovin' me ever Hogan High She had some hard ass that wasn't wit it They went out way to make sure that I didn't get it
But now tricks is for kids silly I had to let 'em have, muthafucka, Muthafucka,