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Penitentiary Chances

Rell fresh home

How it feel to back where the bricks my nigga

Ya heard, I got the D.A. on my ass right now

All my soldiers behind the G Wall

Inhale, exhale, fuck the policeI'm up early on the strip while the birds chirpin'

I had to turn my ohone off too many birds chirpin'

Damn my homies gotta sit in the bing

So for them, I flood my chain and piss in my ringYeah, shit on these niggaz 'til I sit wit the Lord

I woulda been home last year but I got hit at the board, nigga

Yeah, you spotted man, now you red dotted man

You fuckin' wit Hell Rell, New York City's rider manNow is these niggaz some killers like us?

No

They say the real, well they realer than us?

No, no, noIs my set good?

Yes

Is my bet good?

Yes

Is my threat good?

Yes, yes, yesSince you've been home they done indicted ya boy

Due to the circumstances of this life we enjoy

Niggaz start snitchin' they Sammy the Bullin'

'Til my niggaz start grippin' these hammers and pull 'emThat's when these niggaz start switchin' turnin' Islamic and Muslim

'Cause they seein' my position is straight savage and hoodlums

Shit, who suffered and lost, my new truck is a Porsche

This is One-Eye Willie and I'm from fuckin' New YorkWho them niggaz paintin' the town red

Dip-set

Banks stop and we lay down bets

Byrd Gang

Who them niggaz gettin' that money man

Dip-set, Dip-set, Dip-set, Dip-set, Dip-setWho them niggaz leave wit ya bitch nigga

Byrd Gang

Who them niggaz squeezin at bitch niggaz

Dip-set

Who them niggaz that gotta get rich nigga

Byrd Gang, Byrd Gang, Byrd Gang, Byrd Gang, Byrd GangNow do these niggaz be bangin' like me?

No

They say they G is they gangstas like me?

No, no, noIs my guns good?

Yes

Is my ones good?

Yes

Do we run hoods?

Yes, yes, yesMy pistol game been tight since chicken lo mein and rice

Tryna get that paper, flippin' that caine for a price

Fiends goin brazy, hittin that caine through the pipe

Niggaz that bang to the right, I'm just sayin this is lifeSo we adore and survive

Cause through this war we gon ride wit two 4's on our side

Shit, man I'm riskin' it all

Cause for this love and this money man, I just wanna ballWho them niggaz paintin' the town red?

Dip-set

Banks stop and we lay down bets

Byrd Gang

Who them niggaz gettin' that money man

Dip-set, Dip-set, Dip-set, Dip-set, Dip-setWho them niggaz leave wit ya bitch nigga

Byrd Gang

Who them niggaz squeezin' at bitch niggaz

Dip-set

Who them niggaz that gotta get rich nigga

Byrd Gang, Byrd Gang, Byrd Gang, Byrd Gang, Byrd GangThese niggaz want me to slow down and switch my speed

And these bitches pokin' holes in the condom tryna get my seed

Leave me alone lemme twist my weed

Two things I never seen a U.F.O. and a bitch I needThe Beamer shinin' on B.B.'s, niggaz tryin' to be me

You gangsta on the streets dawg, north signin' to P.C

These niggaz washed up callin' it quits

It don't matter, Porsche to 6, they be all my dickI slaughter the strip wit a quarter a brick

I got Florida chicks comin' to N.Y. for the dick

I only been home for a month but I'm still fresh y'all

Up in this booth and still smellin' like the mess hallNow is these niggaz more liver than me?

No

He kinda hot but is he spittin' more fire than me?

No, no, no, noIs my dope good?

Yes

Is my coke good?

Yes

Am I so hood?

Yes, yes, yes, yesNow is these niggaz some killas like us

No

They say the real, well they realer than us

No, no, noIs my set good?

Yes

Is my bet good?

Yes

Is my threat good?

Yes, yes, yes

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