Intro

Livin' my life in a motherfuckin' 8 by 10
On the inside lookin' out instead of lookin' my ass in
I wish they'd give me parole, house arrest, or some shit like that
So I can hit the cuts and keep my pockets fat
Smokin' weed with my niggas, down here drinkin' brew
Instead, I'm chillin' in this bitch with my new crew
Been to this bitch too many times, I don't know exactly
I got tattooed tears goin' down my fuckin' back

Niggas slangin' ounces of white cookie, all I did is wait
Never scared of death, so if I die, then that's my fuckin' fate
Young ass nigga becomin' a victim of that whole scene
Motherfuck a matchbox, motherfuck a dope fiend
Motherfuck 5-0, they can get the nuts
Never did I ever throw my shit down on my cuts
I struggled in the street until I got my fame
But that's what it's all about, being in the dope game

Now I gotta hit this bitch with the gat
What I thought was the pussy turned out to be a ferocious cat
I don't even know why I was able
To straddle up and throw my dick up on that crap table
I hit the shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake
But when I rolled her, I musta hit that dope drank
My dick is drippin', pulsatin', leavin' my drawers wet
So wear your rubbers, my brothers, and fuck that Russian Roulette