Welcome to San Prison Westblock And you don't run a motherfuckin' in here So shut the fuck up and keep eyes facin' the wall My name is Lt. I Give A Fuck, now stretch
I just got off the goose Hear at San Westblock, I hear 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, police pop and now wit a I'm lookin' for that buster, that truster who be callin' shots Cause he's the same sucker who got my stuck Fool, he didn't give a fuck, so why should I give a
Revenge is a motherfucker, I'mma be that ducker Creepin' wit my until you feel that mother All up in testikels I turn 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 gone get them drawz And take ya manhood, you can't it back silly rabbit Now you gone call up your And tell her they turned you into a
Ya best ta twice, cause it ain't nathen nice What you wanna do, one of them foolz wit And if ya did time before That means you keep it legit, makin' it Handlin' business, stay on your
Man, got me in this orange jumpsuit I'm goin' crazy as hell, in a cell, sippin' cup of noodle soup I know think a nigga's gone insane Because I stood at this style motherfucker
He was out to get me first, I just happened to get him A victim of circumstances, my blade was much thicker You wanna be gangsters behind walls it's so much drama I done seen the hardest nigga up and call home to momma
There's really no guarantee you make it to So all you perpetrator find out what you wanna be a few words, some game plus a little advice I got from my O.G. in the pen the 25-2-Life
Ya best ta think twice, it ain't nathen nice What you wanna do, one of foolz 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 individual 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 that automatic
Stepped up and swept up turf wit disagreements And every bitch havin' a bowl of some of that But ain't it a shame you can only travel the streets to the store They don't even trust you and that 'cause you robbed it before
Got you a sack of yak and snored it, and snored it up Than another nigga the cut cause you didn't give a fuck is blessed wit tha devil, he be a motherfucker Get him off back, get 'em off yo back before you kill your brother
On some of that kokane shit gets I done seen it Waked up the next day bout man I really didn't mean it Lost all your love and all your trust, somebody is fuckin' wife You shot that nigga, that's why you 25-2-Life
Ya best ta think twice, cause it ain't nice What you wanna do, one of foolz wit 25-2-Life And if ya never did time That you keep it legit, makin' it smooth Handlin' business, stay on toes