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So
now
they
got
me
in
them
handcuffs
Sittin'
on
curbs
roughin'
my
mans
up
Goin'
through
shit,
tearin'
the
van
up
All
that
they
found
was
but
a
gram
but
All
that
they
wanted
was
but
to
slam
us
My
mugshot,
picture
lookin'
frowned
up
Fingertips
dirty,
fingerprints
murky
Wake
us
up
early
though
I
can't
sleep
Worry
'bout
what
this
be,
surely
people
miss
me
Momma
shed
a
tear
and
the
past
came
and
get
me
6 In
the
morning
here
come
the
damn
bus
Load
us
inside
we
all
crammed
up
See
through
the
gates
an
ambulance
rush
Somebody
died
thank
god
it
ain't
us
Niggas
is
talkin'
my
mind
sayin'
hush
Headed
to
the
intake,
in-state,
sheriffs
talk
mad
shit
Whippin'
on
niggas
they
need
they
ass
kicked
Axes,
spinnin'
on
'em
backwards
Zonin',
everybody
rush
to
telephone
and
my
attitude
is
Come
on
man,
I
hope
somebody
home
man
Here
we
go
again
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we
go
again
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we
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again
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we
go
again
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we
go
again
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we
go
again
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we
go
again
I
guess
it
all
makes
sense
On
the
work
that,
but
I
don't
make
a
cent
I
guess
they
heard
that,
but
I
don't
want
to
bitch
Cause
at
worst
that,
and
I
could
be
on
hits
Snatchin'
purses,
homie
on
the
bench
say
it's
his
last
time
Said
the
same
thing,
yeah
his
last
time
Good
nigga
but
he
got
some
past
crimes
And
he
darker
than
the
iodine
So
that
means
the
judges,
probably
hold
grudges
But
if
the
prosecution
budges
We
rollin'
with
that
plea,
nigga
fuck
it
Gotta
see
the
sunshine
Duckin'
from
the
one-time
in
buckets
From
24's
on
the
Regal
Cutlass
To
lock
up,
the
rock
up
the
budget
The
block
with
the
red
tops
they
love
it
So
who
really
cares
if
you
spend
a
couple
years
out
the
public
As
long
as
when
we
hit
the
club
flooded
Excitin',
swishas
sweet
lightin'
Dinners
on
the
patio
delightin'
Until
they
pull
you
over
where
your
license
and
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