[P] Yo lemme hit that jail one mo' time for these people callin
[officer]
Prisoner, one-seven-fo'-nine-eight-six, dash-five-oh-fo'
Do you have anything, to say for yo'self before sentencing?
[Master P]
Hehehe, yes!
n**** I'm a Rottweiler, they call me dawg on the streets
I never leave the house without my hand on my heat
I run with pitbulls, like Kirk, Boz and Jimmy
And we ain't takin shorts, every dollar to the penny
Big cereal - chompin, white granola
Got a b**** uptown with the dope in a baby stroller
f*** with me, then you f***** in the game
n***** snitch to the Feds take two to the brain
We live the thug life, make money from the drug life
Flip a quarter ki, every day all night
Ship me to Oz, I'm still in it
f*** the haters, No Limit we still winnin
I'm a killer my n**** - fool, check the rap sheet
Murder, armed robbery, kidnappin, conspiracy
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
This is for my n***** that's locked up (LOCKED UP!)
Gangsters, til they boxed up (BOXED UP!)
Livin the laws, everyday we ready for war
We soldiers.. hard to the core
[Slay Sean ]
I used to sling rocks, out on blocks, gun c***ed
Thinkin to myself - all these dumb-a** cops
Night time I was cold with two things on my mind
Get that money, rock a n**** if he get out of line
Put two in his spine, a n**** just lookin for crime
Heat it up, squeezin off for even lookin at mine
A basket case, tie you up, blast your face
s***** the safe, closed casket at your wake
Two murders, three-time felon, catch the case
Facin double life I made some bad mistakes
[Short Circuit ]
Courts, judges, bars, lawyers
Fam-o, wifey, sons, daughters
Freedom, need that, shanks, keep that
Eight o'clock lock y'all know where I be at
Ran 'til I couldn't run the slums with guns
Livin straight wild, knowin how the Jakes gon' come
Too many cats, in my hood, gettin it good
Know what I did, s*** they got me facin a bid
[Chorus]
[Krazy ]
Even as a little soldier, momma called me a thug
The block full of dope fiends, lookin for drugs
And I never let the dirty money pass me n****
No matter how much c**e I sold it never last me n****
They blast me n****, three n***** lookin for ki's
Me and my kids duct-taped, layin down on our knees
I said I'd bust them n***** heads, and believe I did
Now them b****** got me locked down, facin a bid
[Chorus]
[officer]
Prisoner, one-seven-fo'-nine-eight-six, dash-five-oh-fo'
Do you have anything, to say for yo'self before sentencing?
[Master P]
Hehehe, yes!
n**** I'm a Rottweiler, they call me dawg on the streets
I never leave the house without my hand on my heat
I run with pitbulls, like Kirk, Boz and Jimmy
And we ain't takin shorts, every dollar to the penny
Big cereal - chompin, white granola
Got a b**** uptown with the dope in a baby stroller
f*** with me, then you f***** in the game
n***** snitch to the Feds take two to the brain
We live the thug life, make money from the drug life
Flip a quarter ki, every day all night
Ship me to Oz, I'm still in it
f*** the haters, No Limit we still winnin
I'm a killer my n**** - fool, check the rap sheet
Murder, armed robbery, kidnappin, conspiracy
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
This is for my n***** that's locked up (LOCKED UP!)
Gangsters, til they boxed up (BOXED UP!)
Livin the laws, everyday we ready for war
We soldiers.. hard to the core
[Slay Sean ]
I used to sling rocks, out on blocks, gun c***ed
Thinkin to myself - all these dumb-a** cops
Night time I was cold with two things on my mind
Get that money, rock a n**** if he get out of line
Put two in his spine, a n**** just lookin for crime
Heat it up, squeezin off for even lookin at mine
A basket case, tie you up, blast your face
s***** the safe, closed casket at your wake
Two murders, three-time felon, catch the case
Facin double life I made some bad mistakes
[Short Circuit ]
Courts, judges, bars, lawyers
Fam-o, wifey, sons, daughters
Freedom, need that, shanks, keep that
Eight o'clock lock y'all know where I be at
Ran 'til I couldn't run the slums with guns
Livin straight wild, knowin how the Jakes gon' come
Too many cats, in my hood, gettin it good
Know what I did, s*** they got me facin a bid
[Chorus]
[Krazy ]
Even as a little soldier, momma called me a thug
The block full of dope fiends, lookin for drugs
And I never let the dirty money pass me n****
No matter how much c**e I sold it never last me n****
They blast me n****, three n***** lookin for ki's
Me and my kids duct-taped, layin down on our knees
I said I'd bust them n***** heads, and believe I did
Now them b****** got me locked down, facin a bid
[Chorus]