Welcome to San Quentin Prison And you don't run a motherfuckin' thang in So the fuck up and keep your eyes facin' the wall My name is Lt. I Give A Fuck, now stretch
I just got off the goose Hear at San Quentin Westblock, I hear they be loose So me to scope the scene out And my folks, relatives, real playaz, I know they turnin' it out
Slangin' them thangs, pop and now wit a glock I'm lookin' for that buster, that truster who be callin' them Cause he's the same who got my folks stuck Fool, he didn't give a fuck, so why should I give a
Revenge is a motherfucker, I'mma be sucker ducker Creepin' wit my until blade you that mother All up in your I turn you in to a vegetable Dissect that ass, something extra-terrestrial
'Cause it's a different ballgame behind these And if ya soft all the niggas gone get them drawz And take ya manhood, you can't have it back silly Now you gone call up your And tell her they turned you into a
Ya best ta think twice, cause it ain't nice What you wanna do, one of them wit 25-2-Life And if ya never did time That means you keep it legit, it smooth Handlin' business, on your toes
Man, got me in this orange jumpsuit I'm goin' crazy as hell, live in a cell, sippin' cup of noodle I know they a nigga's gone insane Because I stood at this style motherfucker
He was out to get me first, I just to get him quicker A victim of circumstances, plus my was much thicker You wanna be gangsters behind these walls it's so drama I done seen the hardest nigga switch up and call to momma
really no guarantee you make it to society So all you perpetrator gonna out what you wanna be Just a few words, some game a little advice I got from my O.G. in the pen servin' the
Ya best ta think twice, cause it nathen nice What you do, one of them foolz wit 25-2-Life And if ya never did before means you keep it legit, makin' it smooth Handlin' business, stay on your
I you claim to be the hardest individual Can't nobody you, your mentality is more like criminal Whenever drama or funk they say you handle the static Yeah, you tha man, you and fully automatic
Stepped up and up every turf wit disagreements And every bitch that a bowl of some of that But ain't it a shame you can travel across the streets to the store don't even trust you and that mother 'cause you robbed it before
Got you a sack of that yak and it, and snored it up Than robbed another nigga the cut cause you didn't give a Everybody is blessed wit tha devil, he be a Get him off your back, get 'em off yo back before you kill brother
On some of that kokane shit gets I done seen it Waked up the next day talkin' bout man I really didn't it Lost all your and all your trust, somebody is fuckin' your wife You shot that nigga, why you servin' 25-2-Life
Ya ta think twice, cause it ain't nathen nice What you wanna do, one of foolz wit 25-2-Life And if ya never did before That means you keep it legit, it smooth Handlin' business, stay on your