I never stayed my ass home, I thought that I was grown 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 that might be the cause of your death 'Cuz I'ma quick to stop a nigga in his tracks So let's get this shit out in the
I used to like to go from the shoulders get 'em up, one on Now it's a whole different ball niggas that carry guns A sucka will kill you first and you will be layin' in the a deep ass sleep knowin' it wasn't worth
Provin' you a punk, niggas don't want to thump Niggas just want to funk and shot up a trunk I met a bitch last week at the Room Bought her a and said, "Whats up on the telly room?"
Just then I some trouble kickin' in her X-boyfriend who had just got out the pen Muthafuckas get to baulkin' when the liquors Drunk muthafucka on my toe and kept on walkin' I said, "What's up with ya potna, say me or somethin'" He turned around at me and started mean muggin'
I guess he thought he fear until I said "Nigga don't you know I'll have you everything in here" He for his pistol and didn't know I was strapin' Dag nab it, I had to let him it
type 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 to the fact that you get a thrill out of killin' Now tell me why do muthafuckas wait that nigga commits himself to realize That a hillside hillbilly is the type of nigga to fuck with?
E do you me? Yeah, I feel ya sahob Well, let's take it to the next then Oh, you that part about the dungeon? You know
The morning, I'm sittin' in the dungeon-wonderin' Should I be dissed, I did it in self defense I twisted, I hadn't even started yet It happened to fast someone could stop me
I wish I had some weed While I out these 24 more hours before I plead I'm gonna miss ya (I wish I had dice) Made me some out of some water and toilet tissue
Now this the that's fucked up I walks the dayroom manner room what the fuck I never thought 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 about makin' me a muthafuckin' faggot I make a outta plastic and let a nigga have it
That's what's really down 'Cuz when a muthafuckas down for the You gotta be about it or be it 'Cuz what a muthafucka once me see a mark sleep Leave him sleep in the of the street If you stand the heat stay up out the kitchen
Now I'm in the county's face Fighting this ass 187 case Shoot me a kite that's a way to mingle be in this bitch eatin' shit on the fuckin' shingle
Gettin' big as a bulkin' up 400 club for the Mercedes deep roll it up My dream came true after almost 2 years of Now I'm out drinkin' brew havin' fun with my Lovin' everybody gettin' and crackin' jokes
Huggin' cryin' I missed every in my click and I ain't lyin' We out to a party I'm on but what 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, I wasn't Dancin' the dead niggas fine ass cousin
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 way to make sure that I didn't get it
But now tricks is for kids silly I had to let 'em have, muthafucka, Muthafucka,