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Welcome to San Quentin Prison Westblock 
And you don't run a motherfuckin' thang in here 
So shut the fuck up and keep your eyes facin' the wall 
My name is Lt. I Don't Give A Fuck 
Now stretch 

I just got of the grey goose 
Hear at San Quentin Westblock  I hear they be gettin' loose 
So allow me to scope the scene out 
And find my folks  relatives  real playaz  I know they turnin' it out 
Slangin' them thangs  police pop and now wit a glock 
I'm lookin' for that buster, that truster who be callin' them shots 
Cause he's the same sucker who got my folks stuck 
Fool, he didn't give a fuck, so why should I give a fuck? 
Revenge is a motherfucker, Imma be that sucker ducker 
Creepin' wit my until blade you feel that mother 
All up in your testikels I turn you in to a vegetable 
Dissect that ass, yeah something extra-terrestrial 
Cause it's a different ballgame behind these walls 
And if ya soft than all the niggas gone get them drawz 
And take ya manhood, you can't have it back silly rabbit 
Now you gone call up your bitch 
And tell her they turned you into a faggot 

Chorus: 
Ya best ta think twice, cause it ain't nathen nice 
What you wanna do, one of them foolz wit 25-2-Life 
And if ya never did time before 
That means you keep it legit, makin' it smooth 
Handlin' business, stay on your toes 

Man, they got me in this orange jumpsuit 
I'm goin' crazy as hell, live in a cell, sippin' cup of noodle soup 
I know they think a nigga's gone insane 
Because I stood at this funny style motherfucker ... 
He was out to get me first, I just happened to get him quicker 
A victim of circumstances, plus my blade was much thicker 
You wanna be gangsters behind these walls it's so much drama 
I done seen the hardest nigga switch up and call home to momma 
There's really no guarantee you make it to society 
So all you perpetrator gonna find out what you wanna be 
Just a few words, some game plus a little advice 
I got from my O.G. in the pen servin' the 25-2-Life 

Chorus 

I hear you claim to be the hardest induvidual 
Can't nobody fade you, your mentality is more like criminal 
Whenever there's drama or funk they say you handle the static 
Yeah, you tha man, you and that fully automatic 
Stepped up and swept up every turf wit disagreements 
And every bitch that havin' a bowl of some of that ... 
But ain't it a shame you can only travel across the streets to the store 
They don't even trust you and that mother cause you robbed it before 
Got you a sack of that yack and snored it, and snored it up 
Than robbed another nigga the cut cause you didn't give a fuck 
Everybody is blessed wit tha devil, he be a motherfucker 
Get him off your back, get 'em off yo back before you kill your brother 
On some of that kokane shit gets crazy I done seen it 
Waked up the next day talkin' bout man I really didn't mean it 
Lost all your love and all your trust, somebody is fuckin' your wife 
You shot that nigga, that's why you servin' 25-2-Life 

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