This is the operator, I have a call from Hey this yo' potnah Who is an in a California State prison To deny charges, up now To charges, press five now
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Remember that game Fat Take Skinny Bank? Well now we play Skinny Bank Fat Bank That's because it ain't no work bein' main They act like they ain't even 'bout us main
I promise I swear the po-po threw my in the slammer Did him bad, wish I had my camera, made me mad Vanilla be swarmin' bees surveillance binoculars hidden in trees Reliable copying keys, oh please
One for the life and two for death, three damn strikes no left Let me tell ya 'bout me E-40 and the C L I C We used to have to use sheets for curtains, socks for wash I was happy as hell my cousin gave me his hand-me-downs
This ain't no Shirley Temple talleistic crap This here is serious more Realistic than Radio Observe as I a nerve, reach out and touch my kind up your photo album man and I bet you find Folks that passed away, potnahs been blasted away I you steal some liquor main, who got some tissue
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wanna shoot 'em up bang bang Way I was raised we had to up and throw them thangs We got 'em up and you I had to check 'em swell 'Cuz if I ran home and didn't fight back my mom'd beat tail
Just received from my folks upstate They said, "They tryin' ta, they tryin' ta take away our And no more and pork just Muslim books and fish fork" And laps around the yard with my Walkman this
Now I'm ta get married, is it clever? Thought it was, till I got the John letter Been for ten bucks and got a eight year stay And I just found out she had her yesterday
Ain't nobody been to see me yet but I gonna worry Man ya out there main can you drop a twenty upinmy commissary My family thinks I'm a thug homie When you see my man give her a hug for me and tell her
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Huh, thinkin' back, you watch your back and play it well Enjoyed when I was out there tryin' ta get in that mail We used to kick it at the the whole Vallejo Watchin' the pervin' contestses between and Del
That's what we did up under the bridge fools up game conversatin' gettin' toast up Leanin' against my seamless convertible tops and boosted Click boys mobbin' deep in cuts, actin' meanest
The good times, they gone, in the can is my new phone Guess in order to do some right I had to do some Picked up a package and I was happy It was a box and full of from my pappy
Tripped me out ain't seen or heard from Duke in years Sent me a picture and fetti dang they sheadin' tears See first you born then you then you die One day soon I'll get another try,
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