I never stayed my ass home, I thought that I was grown In the I was gone you see my head was made of stone Got a problem with me? Then feel free
Don't be talkin' under yo that might be the cause of your death 'Cuz I'ma quick to stop a in his tracks main So get this shit out in the open
I used to like to go from the get 'em up, one on ones Now it's a whole different ball game niggas that guns A sucka will kill you first and you will be in the hurst a deep ass sleep knowin' it wasn't worth
Provin' you wasn't a punk, niggas don't want to Niggas want to funk and shot up a niggas trunk I met a bitch last week at the Room Bought her a drink and said, "Whats up on the room?"
then I felt some trouble kickin' in Spotted her X-boyfriend who had got out the pen Muthafuckas get to baulkin' when the talkin' Drunk muthafucka on my toe and kept on walkin' I said, "What's up with ya potna, say me or somethin'" He turned around looked at me and started mean
I guess he thought he pumped fear I said "Nigga don't you know 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 think that you were some kind of peanut or He of been retarded to the fact that you get a thrill out of killin' Now tell me somethin' why do muthafuckas Till that nigga commits himself to That a hillside hillbilly is the wrong type of nigga to fuck
E do you feel me? Yeah, I ya sahob Well, take it to the next page then Oh, you mean that part the dungeon? You know
The next morning, I'm in the dungeon-wonderin' I be dissed, nope I did it in self defense I wasn't twisted, I hadn't started yet It happened to fast someone could stop me
I wish I had some dank While I wait out these 24 more hours before I Freedom I'm miss ya (I I had some dice) Made me some out of some water and toilet tissue
Now this the that's fucked up I walks into the manner room what the fuck I never thought that I straight make, ah The page of the newspaper
Shut up a do wop, up a do wop Man 'bout to send me up state, ah Talking that shit about makin' me a faggot I make a shank outta plastic and let a nigga it
what's really goin' down 'Cuz when a muthafuckas down for the You be about it or be without it 'Cuz a muthafucka once told me see a mark sleep Leave him sleep in the of the street If you can't stand the heat stay up out the
Now I'm still in the county's Fighting this ass 187 case Shoot me a kite that's a way to mingle I'll be in this bitch eatin' shit on the shingle
big as a house- bulkin' up 400 club waiting for the Mercedes deep it up My dream came true after almost 2 years of Now I'm out drinkin' brew fun with my folks Lovin' gettin' twisted and crackin' jokes
Huggin' anybody I missed every nigga in my click and I lyin' We out to a party I'm on P-role but can I say
I let 'em know I'm stuck I roast bitches but I'm not a damn Now I'm at the party, thought I Dancin' with the dead niggas ass cousin
I wonder if she my, my, my The bitch lovin' me ever since Hogan High She had some hard ass cousins wasn't wit it went out they way to make sure that I didn't get it
But now is for kids silly rabbit I had to let 'em have, muthafucka, Muthafucka,