{Verse 1}
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, n***a
Got any last words? (Sicx): f** that pig, pull the trigga!
And that's a present from me
For helping me out the motherf**ing penitentiary
Label me insane and the dope dealer
Now add this to your list: a cop k**er
You can go on and on, fool
But you won't catch the X when I'm mashin' in the old school
Like someone's pedal mashed to the floor
And pa**ed the hundred and flipped back to zero
Hit 99 and I'm Southbound
30 miles out to get to Sac-Town
I saw a brown Monte Carlo OnStar
To hit the sirens, time to ditch this cop car
Grabbed the gauge off the dash
I said "Get out the sh**, or I'm a blast"
n***a 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 and shoot the clerk?
f** it, a beer run that'll work
Got off the freeway, on Foreign Row
Food and Liquor Market, here we go
(Cashier): Can I see some I.D., please?
(X-Raided): Nah, let me get it out the car
(Cashier): Uh, can you leave the beer here?
(X-Raided): Nah, I'm outta here
(Sound of car driving away)
(X-Raided): Ha, stupid motherf**er
{Hook}
Ice Cube: Never should've been let out the penitentiary
Eazy-E: Tired of the motherf**in' jackin'
(Repeats Twice)
{Verse 2}
Rolling down Foreign with a forty in my lap
Gripping a nine, and I'm eager to peel a cap
I'm broke and saw a b**h at the bank teller
I need some cash, how to get her?
Pulled into the lot and found an unlit space
I can't let the b**h 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 b**h 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 n***a got mad
Whipped out the nine on his a** and went blast
Too much cargo in the first place
n***a wasn't doing sh**, but taking up space
He was my celly for a year or two
So to k** his a** was 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 motherf**er didn't know
And now he's dead in the car, f**ing with a psycho
{Hook}
{Verse 3}
My dick's on hard from all the drama
So I'm headin' to the garden to f** my baby's mama
24, the streets I know well
When she see me, she gone be shocked as hell
I knocked on the door and she answered it
I saw another n***a sitting on the couch and sh**
I walked in, the n***a tried to act Loc
That made my day, another fool I have smoke
I let him have it, the n***a straight dropped
Then it was time for my b**h to get mobbed
I didn't tripped though, I got my f**ing zone
Fall asleep, woke up, and the b**h 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 "f** you pig, and you can s** my left nut!"
co*ked the motherf**ing 12-gauge
Jumped out the window, and went on a rampage
Blasting as I hid behind a car
Havin' visions of the mothf**in' cell bars
I'd rather die than go back, so take that, b**h
I pulled the trigger and went out like a lunatic
Lots of lead from my gauge got discharged
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