Welcome to San Prison Westblock And you don't run a motherfuckin' in here So shut the fuck up and keep your facin' the wall My is Lt. I Don't Give A Fuck, now stretch
I just got off the gray Hear at San Quentin Westblock, I they be gettin' loose So allow me to scope the out And find my folks, relatives, real playaz, I know turnin' it out
Slangin' them thangs, pop and now wit a glock I'm lookin' for that buster, that truster who be them shots Cause he's the same sucker who got my folks Fool, he didn't give a fuck, so why should I give a
Revenge is a motherfucker, be that sucker ducker wit my until blade you feel that mother All up in your testikels I you in to a vegetable Dissect that ass, yeah something
it's a different ballgame behind these walls And if ya soft than all the niggas gone get them And take ya manhood, you have it back silly rabbit Now you call up your bitch And her they turned you into a fagot
Ya best ta think twice, cause it nathen nice What you wanna do, one of them foolz wit And if ya never did time That means you it legit, makin' it smooth Handlin' business, stay on your
Man, they got me in orange jumpsuit I'm crazy as hell, live in a cell, sippin' cup of noodle soup I know they think a nigga's gone 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 blade was much You wanna be gangsters behind these walls so much drama I done seen the hardest nigga switch up and call home to
There's no guarantee you make it to society So all you perpetrator gonna out what you wanna be Just a few words, some game plus a little I got my O.G. in the pen servin' the 25-2-Life
Ya best ta think twice, cause it ain't nice What you wanna do, one of them wit 25-2-Life And if ya did time before That means you keep it legit, it smooth Handlin' business, stay on your
I hear you claim to be the hardest Can't fade you, your mentality is more like criminal Whenever there's drama or they say you handle the static Yeah, you tha man, you and fully automatic
Stepped up and swept up turf wit disagreements And every bitch havin' a bowl of some of that But ain't it a you can only travel across the streets to the store They don't even trust you and that mother 'cause you robbed it
Got you a sack of yak and snored it, and snored it up Than robbed nigga the cut cause you didn't give a fuck Everybody is blessed wit tha devil, he be a Get him off your back, get 'em off yo back you kill your brother
On some of that shit gets crazy I done seen it Waked up the next day talkin' man I really didn't mean it Lost all your love and all your trust, somebody is your wife You shot that nigga, that's why you servin'
Ya best ta think twice, cause it ain't nice you wanna do, one of them foolz wit 25-2-Life And if ya did time before That means you it legit, makin' it smooth Handlin' business, on your toes