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, you have been sentenced to 567, i ain't even do shit what the fuck what! this is bullshit, before i go, momma momma i know i'm selling this marijuana god, i do what i wanna but god they won't give me a job, i scream and i holler and even tried to stop the cops, block my get away i know i'm selling chop chop, god when they send me away on the ten pop, waiting for, drama cause i'm skinny, the streets may be hideous but the heat was pretty, candy made me die tittie why when we ride, on to the nitty gritty slide on the system of lies, with me and my pride i don't think i'm gonna make it alive, cause if i do, i'm a be institute, sugar lies thugged out ever since pac died, i know what thugstas all about make a sacrifice for christ, these motherfuckers never could kill me twice, crack pipes on the playground playground playground playground playground, before i go to jail yall, hell nah don't let em put me in a cell lord, prays god now, before i go to jail go to jail go to jail, as i sit in this jail cell hell, reading the mail mom sent to me, i can tell she getting weary, where my daddy at, i don't give a, nigga don't call me when his money stack ducking to kill us everyday, where the love at bone thug brand new, i always been with god, but is god with you, i keep hearing these voices, having a hell of my choices, and telling us the poisons on my soul and hennessy was the ointment, seeeeee, saten still the enemy, never been a friend of me, especially in the fast lane, i can't pretend to be an angel when i'm only a servant, content in service to the one and only undisputed with common courtesy, none of yall could've been worse then me, i've stoled things that i ain't proud of, i won't even mention the power, cd i was getting near it, if i die today i, i'd die a happy man god bless the family, before i go to jail yall, hell nah don't let em put me in a cell lord, prays god now, before i go to jail go to jail go to jail, damn nobody sent me 20 dollars, and my baby's mama's fraid to kiss me, you don't miss me i don't blame her i made it to be, family kept on dissin me, and got a letter i'm hoping to die quickly, hoping to die swiftly, i'm going to take all these niggas with me, and keep on testing me in the water and wonder why i don't cry, cause they stiff as me, 520 years what the fuck is 5 more, what am i here for cause i was blasting at the five o, lil run and blow it up, my niggas grown up, throwing up gang signs, and i was praying at the same time, i tell em slow it up, hell no, and don't you wind up in this hell hold, if i can do it all again, when i becoming a man, learning in prison, all these criminals yall don't know how the fuck they living, but i ain't given up reading the bible everyday, and only god can say i can pray, before i go to jail yall, hell nah don't let em put me in a cell lord, prays god now, before i go to jail go to jail go to jail
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Artist: bizzy bone