All are asked to stay inside the cell Hey dog, you think I could my phone call? Hey look, you need to do is sit down I just wanna my phone call Just sit
Hey, I get a phone call for this you Hey you too, ya bastard I want my fucking phone call Please come to the gate
I got his ass, I? Told him my plan, didn't I? Thought I was wit' him, now he ass out And payin' shit that nigga stank, he? Smelled some old spoiled meat, didn't he?
When they found him took a motherfuckin' week, didn't it? Down in a motherfuckin' creek, didn't Mr. found his ass out, fishin' Sunday evenin', didn't he? Gift-wrapped in a sheet, he? Roberts got out of there so fast, they didn't ever his boat, did they?
I'd to flip the hood night, didn't I? Disrespectful ass nigga like to ran up on my slab, he? Y'all didn't even I had that thing, did ya? just seen mad niggas haulin' ass across the field, didn't ya?
(Hey, hey, hey) That pulled a lot of cards, didn't he? Especially that bald-head, tight t-shirt wearin' ass Cindi, he? (Punk) nigga ran in up his girl, didn't he? (Yo happened?) Took her home and ran the train on a trick, I?
You are now rockin' wit' one of the most in the rap game, 97-Petey Pablo Or Petey Too as we call him down in Greenville Ya, this new shit, didn't I? Ya Boy that boy has a lot of things tell something else you did
Thought I was playin', ya? I did I said, didn't I? I got out of prison and got a record deal, didn't I? You believe me, did ya?
Ya know, I you didn't you probably decided That I'd be back on the street, didn't ya? I I showed you, didn't I? Got in the race and then I won it, I?
I didn't rub it in your face, did I? I got real shitty but I didn't, did I? Or got all fly but I didn't, did I? (Nope) Man, I kept it all real, didn't I? (Ya)
it right back to the homefront, just like I said, didn't I? They kept skippin' Carolina, they? Yo, excuse me, can I your attention? Didn't I? I fucked 'em up the way I did it, I?
to the city spittin' nothing But greasy-grimey-gritty, didn't I? I a lot of things here, didn't I? Came from the to the front And I had them kissing a ass, didn't I?
You real boy, you a trip, you a real trip But hey, but hey the boy it real, he did Oh you thought it was Hey get real fly on they ass And about some shit, some real shit
on, you coulda had me, couldn't ya? All that time, ya? Faggot Mad penny-pinchin' ass little cash wouldn't hurt you, would it? Well, it shouldn't, it? You wouldn't be broke and not tell us you? (Haha)
C'mon, laugh it could happen, couldn't it? (Yeah) It wouldn't be so bad, it? If I wasn't there on your ass, would it? Such little shouldn't affect you, should it?
Glitter my ass, I'm a cat (Now you shouldn't even be like that) (Motherfucker) Didn't they you man? All your dumbness is gonna back
On your ass, you gonna be mad At this verse here, ya man? I wrote a about it, would you like to hear it? Here it (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Hey, let me tell y'all something, I tell y'all That this fucka here don't give a fuck For real, he is pimp, straight up and down Y'all got to hear this shit, Petey Pablo, tha boy be out
Killin' shit yo, aiyyo, we outta We'll let this beat ride We're gonna let, motherfuckers sit there And enjoy the of this motherfuckin' song Aight, was just a fly ass intro To this whole thang, the whole