All inmates are asked to stay inside the Hey dog, you I could make my phone call? Hey look, what you to do is sit down I just wanna make my phone sit down
Hey, I get a phone call for this you Hey you too, ya bastard I just want my phone call Please come to the gate
I got his ass, I? Told him my plan, didn't I? Thought I was playin' him, now he ass out And shit that nigga stank, didn't he? Smelled like old spoiled meat, didn't he?
When they him took 'bout a motherfuckin' week, didn't it? in a motherfuckin' creek, didn't they? Mr. Roberts found his ass out, fishin' Sunday evenin', he? Gift-wrapped in a sheet, he? Roberts got out of so fast, they didn't ever find his boat, did they?
I'd like to flip the hood night, I? Disrespectful ass like to ran up on my slab, didn't he? Y'all didn't even know I had thing, did ya? Y'all just mad niggas haulin' ass across the field, didn't ya?
(Hey, hey, hey) That shit pulled a lot of cards, he? Especially that bald-head, t-shirt wearin' ass Cindi, didn't he? (Punk) That ran in up his girl, didn't he? (Yo happened?) Took her home and ran the train on a trick, I?
You are now wit' one of the most real in the rap game, 97-Petey Pablo Or Petey Too Small as we call him down in Ya, this new shit, didn't I? Ya Boy boy has done a lot of things Petey tell else you did
Thought I was playin', ya? I did I said, didn't I? I got out of prison and got a major record deal, I? You believe me, did ya?
Ya know, I know you didn't you probably That I'd be right back on the street, ya? I guess I you, didn't I? Got in the race and then I won it, I?
I didn't rub it in your face, did I? I could've got real but I didn't, did I? Or got all fly but I didn't, did I? (Nope) Man, I just it all real, didn't I? (Ya)
it right back to the homefront, just like I said, didn't I? They kept skippin' Carolina, didn't Yo, excuse me, can I have attention? Didn't I? I 'em up the way I did it, didn't I?
Came to the city spittin' But that greasy-grimey-gritty, I? I changed a lot of here, didn't I? from the back to the front And I had them kissing a ass, didn't I?
You crazy boy, you a trip, you a real trip But hey, but hey the boy it real, he did Oh you it was over Hey Petey get fly on they ass And talk about some shit, real shit
Come on, you had me, couldn't ya? All that time, couldn't ya? Mad little ass little cash wouldn't hurt you, would it? Well, it shouldn't, it? You be broke and not tell us would you? (Haha)
C'mon, don't laugh it happen, couldn't it? (Yeah) It be so bad, would it? If I wasn't there on your ass, would it? Such little shit affect you, should it?
my ass, I'm a star cat (Now Petey you shouldn't be like that) (Motherfucker) Didn't they tell you All your dumbness is gonna come
On monkey ass, you gonna be mad At this verse here, ya man? I wrote a song about it, would you like to it? Here it (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Hey, let me tell y'all something, I wanna y'all That this mother fucka here don't give a For real, he is pimp, up and motherfuckin' down Y'all got to this shit, Petey Pablo, tha boy be out 19-2000
Killin' shit yo, aiyyo, we outta let this motherfuckin' beat ride We're gonna let, motherfuckers sit there And enjoy the rest of this song Aight, that was a fly ass intro To this thang, the whole thang