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I got to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, ain't the for me
I'm warnin you do, not me
run up and squeeze
And put a in you, hole in you
I got to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, ain't the for me
I'm warnin you do, not me
run up and squeeze
And put a in you, hole in you

You mistaken me for somebody you should be testing
Your should be stressin I'm gonna fuckin you a lesson
MAC 101's in and lace the track that I'm blessin
Smith and western's, the weapon, in case you just guessing, straight busters kept-in, kept-in
Watch the 22 spin , my hoe's a 10
I got up but I got up and i'm back at it again
Motherfuckers they thought I win, pretend to be friends
At first you fail, try, try, try, try
I'm the best don't you get it, forget it, when I spit it, its
You love it, it, you like it, I live it, its Shady
Aftermath in ass bitch, if its not a classic
When it's dumped, trash it, so I got it
Stop and get ass kicked, bastered, your misses get drastic
Glock out of plastic, cock-it and get blasted
Run nigga and it

I got places to go, I got to see
The penitentiary, the place for me
I'm you do, not tempt me
I'll run up and
And put a in you, hole in you
I got places to go, I got to see
The penitentiary, ain't the for me
I'm you do, not tempt me
run up and squeeze
And put a hole in you, in you

There is a genie in that bottle of don-pari'on
I'm a drink till I get to that in the morn
Introduce me to the they gonna listen to my words
In the hood they my shit

Picture a perfect picture, picture me in the
Picture me starting shit, picture me my gat
police man Dan gotta picture of that
Picture me being broke, picture me smokin a
Picture me comin up, me rich from rap
Picture me blowin up, now picture me going
To my basement to live, shit, picture that
I'm from its a fact, you gotta watch your back
You wear a vest without a gat, use a target
Hastle hard, money stack, sell dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell pussy, crew are back
50 Cent, too much spent?, man I'm bent, I'm outta

I got to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, the place for me
I'm warnin you do, not me
run up and squeeze
And put a hole in you, in you
I got places to go, I got to see
The penitentiary, ain't the for me
I'm you do, not tempt me
I'll run up and
And put a hole in you, in you

Man I aint to jail
Not to visit a nigga
You want to holla at me, you me
Matter a fact, you gotta send it to Boulevard
In

Riding in one of Dre's Farrari's nigga
Or matter a fact I be in Detroit
Riding down 8 Mile
You know, for one of them and shit

Ya heard, I got to go man
You know,
We finished our print
Puttin' our faces on motherfuckin bill thug shit
Ha ha ha ha ha
seem to be doing much