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I got to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, ain't the for me
I'm warnin you do, not me
I'll run up and
And put a hole in you, in you
I got to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, the place for me
I'm warnin you do, not me
I'll run up and
And put a hole in you, in you

You mistaken me for that you should be testing
Your should be stressin I'm gonna teach you a lesson
MAC 101's in session and the track that I'm blessin
Smith and western's, the weapon, in case you guessing, these straight busters kept-in, kept-in
Watch the 22 , my hoe's a perfect 10
I got shot up but I got up and i'm at it again
they thought I wouldn't win, pretend to be friends
At you fail, try, try, try, try again
I'm the best you get it, forget it, when I spit it, its crazy
You love it, it, you like it, I live it, its Shady
Aftermath in your ass bitch, if its not a
When it's dumped, it, so I got it mastered
Stop and get your ass kicked, bastered, misses get drastic
made out of plastic, cock-it and get blasted
Run nigga and it

I got places to go, I got to see
The penitentiary, ain't the for me
I'm warnin you do, not me
I'll run up and
And put a hole in you, in you
I got places to go, I got to see
The penitentiary, ain't the for me
I'm you do, not tempt me
run up and squeeze
And put a in you, hole in you

There is a genie in bottle of that don-pari'on
I'm a drink till I get to bitch in the morn
me to the booth they gonna listen to my words
In the hood feel my shit

Picture a picture, picture me in the paper
Picture me starting shit, picture me my gat
Picture police man Dan gotta of that
Picture me being broke, picture me smokin a
Picture me comin up, picture me from rap
Picture me blowin up, now me going back
To my momma to live, shit, picture that
I'm from its a fact, you gotta watch your back
You wear a vest without a gat, use a target
Hastle hard, money stack, sell that dope, that crack
that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, crew are back
50 Cent, too much spent?, man I'm bent, I'm outta

I got to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, the place for me
I'm warnin you do, not me
I'll run up and
And put a in you, hole in you
I got places to go, I got to see
The penitentiary, ain't the for me
I'm you do, not tempt me
run up and squeeze
And put a hole in you, in you

Man I aint to jail
Not even to visit a
You want to at me, you wright me
a fact, you gotta send it to Sunset Boulevard
In

Riding around in one of Dre's Farrari's
Or matter a I might be in Detroit
Riding 8 Mile road
You know, for one of en-joints and shit

Ya heard, I got to go man
You know,
We finished our print
Puttin' our faces on this motherfuckin thug shit
Ha ha ha ha ha
Ain't to be doing much