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Yeah well check game you know what I'm sayin |
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Muthafucka step outside you know what I'm sayin |
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Then get my muthafuckin Chronic sack, know what I'm sayin |
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Turn around, motherfucker sheriff |
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Motherfucker got his hand in my goddamn back pocket and shit |
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Handcuffed a nigga |
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Threw him on the backseat, search a nigga car |
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Find his goddamn strap, now I'm up in this motherfucker |
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Straight caught up, Fuck it though, you know |
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Soon as a nigga steps up in the county |
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I see killaz goin to the row |
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It was a riot kickin off early up in the dorm next door |
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I'm up in the 9500 where the shankin is on |
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If you up in the LA county, nigga you feelin me strong |
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It's a million penitentary one OG said |
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Secerity Guard fast tapped a shank up under our bed |
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And bust them headz with a flashlight at 3 in the morning |
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Waken your ass up with a BLEW, nigga put you blues on |
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And get the fuck up out the bunk we gonna go for a walk |
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Police got a code of silence, see none of them talk |
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About the shit that be goin on up in the County Jail |
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5 guards handcuffed a nigga beat him to death in his cell |
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See 3 days is like a month, 3 months is like a year |
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Cause you can get your throat slit from ear to ear |
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I wish somebody would help me out in the situation I'm in |
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But there ain't no luv up in the County |
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Cause your foe's got to be your friend... |
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If the guard want to come and find mine |
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2 hands and a Razor blade |
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Then the officer gonna have to get my |
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2 hands off the razor blade |
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When I wake up in the morning and see it again |
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Then someones gonna have to end up D.D.Dead |
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And if your Friend got soaked then he a D.D.Dead. |
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Yeah you know what I'm sayin a dead motherfucker |
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Barely up in there, they try to slide around all over the place |
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Like a little bitch or something |
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They try to get him to calm down, but anyway it goes like this |
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They tell a nigga strip down to naked and shit |
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In the shower with thirty motherfuckers |
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But there's only ten in the shower |
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Then they tear off somebodies draws and be like |
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Awww too big too small, that shit ain't cool mayn |
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[Verse 2] |
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Murder, it's just a part of the game, you get you jugular opened |
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Up if you say the say the wrong niggaz name, I hear the guard screamin |
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Shut the fuck up, and as I look to my right side I see |
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Niggaz gettin cut, shanked, stabbed, wounded, sliced |
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Watch your adam's apple when the guards hit the lights |
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But the real niggaz luv me, though I'm 1990-sick |
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Plus I'm not the type of nigga that won't swole up quick |
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So past me the potatoes nigga, I don't mean to be rude |
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But if you starve for a minute you gonna fuck with this fool |
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Up in the county jail, niggaz be startin them riots |
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And if you see some of murder, shut you mouth and be quiet |
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If you are hard keep your shank nigga, there ain't no tellin |
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When the mafia bailin up in the cells where the niggaz dwellin |
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Only the strong survive, I ain't no motherfuckin cat |
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I ain't got nine lives, so bring it on motherfucker |
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I'm tellin him to bring it on in my cell |
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Get my yokes on all night long |
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Bustin lyrics with my killa partners they so sick |
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Sittin around all night spittin bout G shit |
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Said he had three keys the motherfuckers call him fiends |
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Now he's stuck up in the county with some niggaz like these |
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Ain't no muthafuckin luv up in the county jail |
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Picture you life a livin hell if you slangin yea... |
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[Chorus with news reporter] |
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If the guard want to come and find mine |
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2 hands and a Razor blade |
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Then the officer gonna have to get my |
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2 hands off the razor blade |
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When I wake up in the morning and see it again |
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Then someones gonna have to end up D.D.Dead |
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And if your Friend got soaked then he a D.D.Dead. |
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[News reporter] |
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How a small law inforcement budget can't even put a dent |
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On an estimated 100 billion dollars of weed in this business |
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[Verse 3] |
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Keep your hands in your pockets and your shoulders to the wall |
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Keep your hands in your pockets and your shoulders to the wall |
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Keep your hands in your pockets and your shoulders to the wall |
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And if you don't walk straight, then they gonna have to beat you |
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Until you have to crawl, this ain't no bullshit |
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You gonna mind somebody, niggaz comin up in here |
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Thinkin that they bought it like they John Gotti |
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And still get the fuck broke off |
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Take the hardest muthafucka and turn him into something soft |
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I keep a shank up in my sandwich, so I can do damage |
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To motherfuckers who wanna test my nuts and handle this |
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Looked at my cellmate he threw up his set |
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But Trigger guy so hard died with a tattoo on his chest |
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So know this gangsta shit is poppin, the guards is comin |
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Motherfuckers is runnin, I hear the Po-Po gunnin |
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While the bullets is screamin, I hear get the fuck on the floor |
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Niggaz holler man damn it's the murder show |
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So get you muthafuckin shank and nigga beware |
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Of the Sh Sh Sheriff cause he's out there... |
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BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA the 187, the 187, the 187, the 187 |
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The 187, the 187, the 187, the 187, the 187, the 187 |
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The 187, the 187, the 187, the 187, the 187, the 187 |
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The 187, the 187, the 187, the 187, the 187, the 187 |
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The 187, the 18BLAAAAAAAAAAAA |
