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Real niggas (Let's make this official, baby) |
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Real before rappin |
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Respect before success [Harm] |
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I've been down |
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For oh so long |
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Starin at these prison walls |
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I want you to... |
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Step in my 150s for a minute |
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Step in my shoes |
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Walk in my shoes |
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Yeah Just want you to see things like how |
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I see em You know |
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This's for all my niggas out there |
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Check it out |
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Bottom bunk, sleepin in a 2 man cell |
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C.O. at my do', and |
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I'm mad as hell |
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Punk police cowboy from |
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Texas Talkin some shit bout servin breakfast |
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It's 5:15, he must be psycho |
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Or just plain stupid for thinkin |
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I might go |
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I cussed him out, he gave me distance |
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And pressed his body alarm for quick assistance |
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Now these muthafuckas wanna do it the rough way |
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Five C.O.'s is what it takes to cuff |
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Dre Straight to the hole, but it ain't no thang |
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My celly got dank, so |
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I'm Kool & |
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The Gang See the lt. for the disposition 28 days commissary restriction 2 days later back on the main line |
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Dopefiend's dose, so |
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I go claim mine 25 cartons, now |
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I'm straight |
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Keep 17, and the homeboys 8 |
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Cop some hop, start back boomin |
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Got em sendin money on the |
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Western Union 2 fat gramms of that china white |
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Gon' have these dopefiends tryin to fight |
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Grabbed 3 cartons to coop some dank |
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And 5 whole packs for some hoops to drink |
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Now I'm chillin in my cell lookin out the window |
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Drinkin pruno, smokin indo |
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Grabbed my shank, but when |
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I'm finsta bounce |
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They lock a nigga down for resistance counts |
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Look at Jack |
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Brooks while |
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I'm waitin |
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Might even do a little masturbatin |
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Trippin off that bitch |
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Dominique |
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I bust one quick while my celly sleep |
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Doors rack open, now it's time for movement |
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Goddamn pruno got a nigga too bent |
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Bounce to the movies with my homies |
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The title sound good, but the shit was phoney |
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Damn cigarettes won't let me breathe |
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Niggas gettin restless, wantin to leave |
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The lights flash on, quick as fuck |
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Somebody in the bathroom just got stuck |
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If he makes it, he'll be lucky |
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Six inch blade stuck straight in gutry 25 cops rush the spot |
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Now I got one-time on my jock |
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Stash my shank underneath the seat |
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And make sure no blood is on my feet |
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Punk police wanna take me down |
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They put me on the wall and they shake me down |
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Now it's back to the block strapless |
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But I got two mo' in my matress |
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One mo' time |
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I peep the cops |
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Fuckin with them boys from |
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Great Street, |
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Watts I said, "Punk muthafucka, won't you leave em the hell alone" |
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Down to the 3rd and got on the telephone |
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Called my bitch, but she showed me no love |
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Got on the phone, shot me a cold dove |
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She said she can't talk, she got a sore throat |
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But she probably gettin fucked by a sport coat |
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I'm goin through it |
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Yeah Y'all real niggas know |
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Yeah muthafucka |
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I done been there and back boy |
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I could tell you the story from rags to riches |
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How I did time with fags and snitches |
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That's real |
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It's really real |
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It's no drama |
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It's really real |
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Yeah Y'all niggas better go to school |
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Tryina fuck with this nigga here, man |
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It's the real |
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Yeah Dick |
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Down Freaky |
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D Baby Rah |
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T-Endo My niggas |
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Ty-Ty Doin that federal shit |
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Freak Freak, don't worry about nothin, man |
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I've been down |
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For oh so long |
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Starin at these prison walls |
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Same old song |