{Verse 1: X-Raided, Sicx} I lied when I said you wouldn't get smoked Eyes examine the barrel as I watch you choke Take a deep breath, cause it's your last, nigga Got any last words? Fuck that pig, pull the trigga! And that's a present from me For helping me out the motherfucking penitentiary Label me insane and a dope dealer Now add this to your list: a cop killer You can go on and on, fool But you won't catch the X when I'm mashin' in a old school Lights on, pedal mashed to the floor Hand passed 100 and flipped back to zero Hit 99 and I'm Southbound 30 miles left to get to Sac-Town I saw a brown Monte Carlo OnStar Hit the siren, time to ditch this cop car Grabbed the gauge off the dash I said "Get out your shit, or I'ma blast" Nigga didn't ask no questions I had a gat, so he followed my suggestions Face down on the concrete All he saw was the streaks that I left in the street Now all I need is a drink But I don't got no cash, so let me think Will I walk in the store and steal on or shoot the clerk? Fuck it, a beer run that'll work Got off the freeway on Florin Road Food and Liquor Market, here we go (Cashier): Can I see some I.D., please? (X-Raided): Uh, let me get it out the car (Cashier): Uh, can you leave the beer here? (X-Raided): Sir, I'm outta here (X-Raided): Ha, stupid motherfucker (Sound of car driving away)
{Hook} Ice Cube: Never should've been let out the penitentiary Eazy-E: Tired of the motherfuckin' jackin' Ice Cube: Never should've been let out the penitentiary Eazy-E: Tired of the motherfuckin' jackin'
{Verse 2} Rolling down Florin with a forty in my lap Gripping a nine, and I'm eager to peel a cap I'm broke and saw a bitch at the bank teller I need some cash, I oughta get her Pulled into the lot and found an unlit space I can't let the bitch see my face So I crept up slow in the dark I said "Don't breathe unless you wanna see my nine spark" Just like I thought, the bitch panicked I put the gat to her head, took her cash, and let her have it Watched her body drop, and then I mashed Cellmate reached out his hand and said he wanted half X-Raided just laughed Looked at him crazy, and said "You can't have no cash" And then the nigga got mad Whipped out the nine on his ass and went blast Too much cargo in the first place Nigga wasn't doing shit but taking up space He was my celly for a year or two So to kill his ass is something I'd been wanting to do He wasn't nothing but a cracker Doing time in the pen with the Garden Blocc Jacker The motherfucker didn't know And now he's dead in the car, fucking with a psycho
{Hook} Ice Cube: Never should've been let out the penitentiary Eazy-E: Tired of the motherfuckin' jackin' Ice Cube: Never should've been let out the penitentiary Eazy-E: Tired of the motherfuckin' jackin'
{Verse 3} My dick's on hard from all the drama So I'm headin' to the Gardens to fuck my baby's mama 24, the streets I know well When she see me, she gon be shocked as hell I knocked on the door and she answered it I saw another nigga sitting on the couch and shit I walked in, the nigga tried to act Loc That made my day, another fool I had smoke I let him have it, the nigga straight dropped Then it was time for my bitch to get mopped I didn't tripped though, I got my fuckings on Fell asleep, woke up, and the bitch was gone Grabbed the gauge 'cause I got a weird vibe Peeped out the window and the cops was outside (Police): "Come out with your hands up!" I said "Fuck you pig, and you can suck my left nut!" Cocked the motherfucking 12-gauge Jumped out the window, and went on a rampage Blasting as I hid behind a car Havin' visions of the mothfuckin' cell bars I'd rather die than go back, so take that, bitch I pulled the trigger and went out like a lunatic Lots of lead from my gauge got discharged They need help so Call Tha GuardzTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
