I never stayed my ass home, I always thought that I was In the traffic I was gone you see my was made of stone Got a problem me? Then feel free muthafucka
Don't be talkin' under yo 'Cuz that be the cause of your death I'ma quick to stop a nigga in his tracks main So let's get this shit out in the
I used to like to go the shoulders get 'em up, one on ones Now it's a whole different ball game that carry guns A sucka kill you first and you will be layin' in the hurst a deep ass sleep knowin' it wasn't worth
Provin' you wasn't a punk, niggas want to thump Niggas just want to and shot up a niggas trunk I met a bitch last week at the Orgen her a drink and said, "Whats up on the telly room?"
Just then I felt some trouble in her X-boyfriend who had just got out the pen Muthafuckas get to baulkin' the liquors talkin' Drunk muthafucka step on my toe and kept on I said, "What's up ya potna, say excuse me or somethin'" He turned looked at me and started mean muggin'
I guess he thought he fear until I said "Nigga don't you know I'll have you touchin' 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 he didn't think 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 somethin' why do wait Till that commits himself to realize a hillside hillbilly is the wrong type of nigga to fuck with?
E do you me? Yeah, I feel ya sahob Well, let's take it to the next page Oh, you mean that part about the dungeon? You
The next morning, I'm sittin' in the Should I be dissed, nope I did it in defense I wasn't twisted, I hadn't even yet It happened to before someone could stop me
I wish I had some weed While I out these 24 more hours before I plead Freedom I'm miss ya (I wish I had dice) Made me some out of some water and toilet tissue
Now this the part that's up I into the dayroom manner room what the fuck I never that I would straight make, ah The page of the newspaper
up a do wop, shut up a do wop Man 'bout to send me up state, ah Talking that shit makin' me a muthafuckin' faggot I a shank outta plastic and let a nigga have it
That's what's really down 'Cuz when a down for the count You gotta be about it or be it what a muthafucka once told me see a mark sleep Leave him sleep in the middle of the If you can't stand the stay up out the kitchen
Now I'm still in the county's Fighting this ass 187 case Shoot me a kite that's a good way to I'll be in this bitch shit on the fuckin' shingle
Gettin' big as a bulkin' up 400 club waiting for the Mercedes roll it up My dream came true almost 2 years of incareration Now I'm out drinkin' havin' fun with my folks Lovin' everybody gettin' and crackin' jokes
Huggin' anybody I missed every nigga in my click and I ain't We out to a party I'm on P-role but can I say
I let 'em know I'm stuck I bitches but I'm not a damn peanut Now I'm at the party, thought I Dancin' with the dead niggas fine ass
I wonder if she my, my, my The bitch been lovin' me since Hogan High She had hard ass cousins that wasn't wit it They went out they way to make sure that I get it
But now tricks is for silly rabbit I had to let 'em have, muthafucka, Muthafucka,