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[jail

Son I slapped my bitch
Came to my 'bout half past six
Kid's in shitty diapers, no was fixed
I was like, "Yo bitch - why ain't no fixed?"
She on the phone with her friend talkin dick
I snatched the receiver from that bitch like
She got all excited, tryin to fit
Swung at me I swung back - BITCH!

Man]
What you in It happened in the club
with some thugs I was at the bar, smokin bud, hollerin at
was playin in my peachfuzz, she was
Talkin hot fudge, can't nobody do it like she
in the hot tub - know her man was in the club
And honey dove never that she had a scrub
It have been the drugs or the alcohol buzz, had me
shootin my like a thirty-eight snub baby
cut a rug, that's when I felt a shove
What the blood do - actin like he won the Gloves
I get one for holdin grudge, but if this kid a slug
I'ma throw a slug - how we be rollin cuz
I see dud tryin to play me like a pair of Lugz
Big John Stud, Goldschlager in a mug
you in fo'?

[jail

I'm locked down for tryin to hold my block down a shorty
The Old Earth was like, "Street put the down"
I was raised in slums, how the gun sounds
and now I got one - c'mon, who wanna front
Sunup to sundown, ready for
Whoever wanna throw down, the gangsters slow down
Wake up, before you be in a cell with of us
(What you in fo'?) In for over money love and lust
(What you in fo'?) In for life, don't let me you twice
I might bang you twice and double the life
you in fo'?

[Raekwon the
status - get up
Wash a mattress faggot, you heard about me right?
Pass off packages cat, you gotta eat to live
Meet the crib; got a hundred niggaz in here big
So pop off, drugs props, bring in
glocks we 'em oxes
Be a real live nigga, swing mops and shit, over shit
Fuck the C.O.'s, Boo, I need clothes
Slide where phones get hid
Fuck with Russians and
The most powerful marble slipper style
Goin out thrashin niggaz, get thrown
Big sizes, in your boots, 4000 rugged F Troops
Notarized wigs, lay six
That's dog, make it home Lord
Heard you admit it in the box, slid it walls
Bang anger
Bop through the halls with
Live God like the of all chambers..

[jail