I never stayed my ass home, I always thought that I was In the I was gone you see my head was made of stone Got a with me? Then feel free muthafucka
be talkin' under yo breath 'Cuz that might be the cause of your I'ma quick to stop a nigga in his tracks main So get this shit out in the open
I used to to go from the shoulders get 'em up, one on ones Now it's a different ball game niggas that carry guns A sucka will kill you first and you will be in the hurst Takin' a deep ass knowin' it wasn't worth
Provin' you wasn't a punk, niggas don't to thump Niggas just want to and shot up a niggas trunk I met a bitch last week at the Orgen Bought her a and said, "Whats up on the telly room?"
Just then I felt some kickin' in her X-boyfriend who had just got out the pen Muthafuckas get to baulkin' when the liquors Drunk muthafucka step on my toe and on walkin' I said, "What's up ya potna, say excuse me or somethin'" He turned around looked at me and started muggin'
I guess he he pumped fear until I said "Nigga you know I'll have you touchin' everything in here" He went for his pistol and didn't I was strapin' Dag nab it, I had to let him it
What of nigga did he think you was E? I know he didn't that you were some kind of peanut or somethin' He must of been retarded to the that you get a thrill out of killin' Now tell me why do muthafuckas wait Till that nigga himself to realize That a hillside is the wrong type of nigga to fuck with?
E do you me? Yeah, I feel ya sahob Well, take it to the next page then Oh, you that part about the dungeon? You know
The next morning, I'm in the dungeon-wonderin' Should I be dissed, I did it in self defense I wasn't twisted, I hadn't started yet It happened to fast before someone stop me
I wish I had some dank While I wait out these 24 hours before I plead Freedom I'm gonna ya (I wish I had dice) Made me some dice out of some and toilet tissue
Now this the that's fucked up I walks into the dayroom room what the fuck I thought that I would straight make, ah The page of the newspaper
up a do wop, shut up a do wop Man they to send me up state, ah Talking that shit about me a muthafuckin' faggot I a shank outta plastic and let a nigga have it
That's really goin' down 'Cuz when a down for the count You be about it or be without it 'Cuz a muthafucka once told me see a mark sleep Leave him in the middle of the street If you can't stand the heat up out the kitchen
Now I'm still in the county's Fighting funky ass 187 case Shoot me a kite a good way to mingle I'll be in this eatin' shit on the fuckin' shingle
Gettin' big as a house- up 400 waiting for the Mercedes deep roll it up My dream came true almost 2 years of incareration Now I'm out drinkin' brew fun with my folks everybody gettin' twisted and crackin' jokes
Huggin' cryin' I missed every nigga in my click and I ain't We out to a party I'm on but what can I say
I let 'em know I'm stuck I roast but I'm not a damn peanut Now I'm at the party, thought I Dancin' with the dead niggas fine ass
I if she thinkin' my, my, my The bitch been me ever since Hogan High She had some hard ass cousins wasn't wit it They went out they way to make sure I didn't get it
But now tricks is for silly rabbit I had to let 'em have, muthafucka, Muthafucka,