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[convict x]
Oh my goodness! look what sendin through nowadays
Ah, a light-weight
And he got a smirk on his face it's all of that
Yeah, well we gone see it is

1/xzibit]
What you in for, under the sun
Recently, got me first wit a hot gun
That's my third strike, so can't go home
Fight to see daylight like sylvester
Don't ask too many questions nigga, that on the d-low
My might mistake you for an undercover c-o
Last one that didn't make it past bookin
times in the neck when everybody was lookin

[convict x]
You see the judge, but he budge
That's you're third felony, I strike three
and stranded, to the cold steel granite
Lost to the world, your moms and girl
your weight up, or your ass get ate up
Cats is stickin, up
Wit the shank, get more time in the
Ask hank, he to bank, killed a cop wit high rank
They him life and now another cat is fuckin his wife

[convict
Just because I'm locked down don't mean the hustlin
Her-oine and beer joints twenty a pop
You a new recruit, so today I'm lettin you
But tomorrow you'll be wit the two's in the side
If you a smart mothafucker, be fallin wit mine
bars, no bitches and cars, we only got time
We're I'm from, is money and got neither to waste
Once in a while catch a cannanite in the place
Beat him down, break the hand, piss in his face
Strike fear, play the rear, he catchin a case
Low-class, got a free visitors pass
Plus the female c-order give me some ass

Chorus x] 2x
is your new home boss, where you survive at all costs
And if you don't, it's only your loss
You're only here 'cause you to force and be the boss, ha
your time like a man yo

[convict
So it's my twenty-third birthday, brew-no
You know no what it take, we gotta celebrate
Fuck stayin straight, hair by this muslim cat
Regulate the whole yard, now we got the
Niggas say "who the is that? "
The x-man, rowdy, gettin treated like the feds in the
Correctional facilities, basically you don't wanna fuck wit
Murders and keep you company ("yeah!")

[convict creole]
And yes y'all, on in ("yeah")
All you brand new heffer, sissy, soft shook niggas ("yeah")
Yeah bitch, to central booking ("yeah")
A for pimps, private hustlers ("yeah"), drug slingers, and gun

Even bitch-ass, shook-ass ("yeah") like y'all
Get on your ? ("yeah"), get out the on your ? married character?
Kitten-ass faces ("yeah"), niggas to beat you all down to the last stop

[convict x]
I'm all good, as I my hood
At first I was shook, to play by the book
But you bid your time by stayin in the cell
I'm high everyday like I was still on the corner
Where I'm in fat pink caps, new york to
Makin deals for mills, holdin cigarette
Givin cats pills, and em "yo try those!"
Niggas try to but my team is tight
We as as the night and bring fright to sight
Hey you be aight, but act like a sucka
Ain't you ain't got to be the wildest
Use control, put a cat in whole if he's
And let em know, I just serve my time and go
And flow, lay low, try to grab some
I ain't tryin to jail, somebody post my bail

[convict x] (convict 3/kid creole)
Yo man shhh, I need some new man
(oh oh shut the fuck up!)
Somebody got some at least money man (nigga what!)
Or something man, I ain't get no man
(you be my bitch tonight, what)
Niggas about me man
(I'll poke y'all, come on the island)
Namsayin, supposed to be my
(don't be on the island I get there)
even make collect phone calls
(mothafucker, ah um!)
Tryin to jam my calls now
(you be mines tonight mothafucker!)
Nobody ain't home, wanna write me (mine you hear me!)
I ain't got nuttin to read,
(you'll be tonight mothafucker!)
Ain't put no money on my book
(don't fall asleep bitch!)
It's I'm starvin in here
ain't no fun