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Yeah well check game you know what I'm sayin 
Muthafucka step outside you know what I'm sayin 
Then get my muthafuckin Chronic sack  know what I'm sayin 
Turn around  motherfucker sheriff 
Motherfucker got his hand in my goddamn back pocket and shit 
Handcuffed a nigga 
Threw him on the backseat  search a nigga car 
Find his goddamn strap  now I'm up in this motherfucker 
Straight caught up, Fuck it though, you know 

Soon as a nigga steps up in the county 
I see killaz goin to the row 
It was a riot kickin off early up in the dorm next door 
I'm up in the 9500 where the shankin is on 
If you up in the LA county, nigga you feelin me strong 
It's a million penitentary one OG said 
Secerity Guard fast tapped a shank up under our bed 
And bust them headz with a flashlight at 3 in the morning 
Waken your ass up with a BLEW, nigga put you blues on 
And get the fuck up out the bunk we gonna go for a walk 
Police got a code of silence, see none of them talk 
About the shit that be goin on up in the County Jail 
5 guards handcuffed a nigga beat him to death in his cell 
See 3 days is like a month, 3 months is like a year 
Cause you can get your throat slit from ear to ear 
I wish somebody would help me out in the situation I'm in 
But there ain't no luv up in the County 
cause your foe's got to be your friend... 

If the guard want to come and find mine 
2 hands and a Razor blade 
then the officer gonna have to get my 
2 hands off the razor blade 
When I wake up in the morning and see it again 
then someones gonna have to end up D.D.Dead 
and if your Friend got soaked then he a D.D.Dead. 

Yeah you know what I'm sayin a dead motherfucker 
barely up in there, they try to slide around all over the place 
like a little bitch or something 
They try to get him to calm down, but anyway it goes like this 
They tell a nigga strip down to naked and shit 
in the shower with thirty motherfuckers 
But there's only ten in the shower 
Then they tear off somebodies draws and be like 
Atoo big too small, that shit ain't cool mayn 

Verse 2 

Murder, it's just a part of the game, you get you jugular opened 
up if you say the say the wrong niggaz name, I hear the guard screamin 
shut the fuck up, and as I look to my right side I see 
niggaz gettin cut, shanked, stabbed, wounded, sliced 
watch your adam's apple when the guards hit the lights 
but the real niggaz luv me, though I'm 1990-sick 
plus I'm not the type of nigga that won't swole up quick 
so past me the potatoes nigga, I don't mean to be rude 
but if you starve for a minute you gonna fuck with this fool 
up in the county jail, niggaz be startin them riots 
and if you see some of murder, shut you mouth and be quiet 
If you are hard keep your shank nigga, there ain't no tellin 
when the mafia bailin up in the cells where the niggaz dwellin 
only the strong survive, I ain't no motherfuckin cat 
I ain't got nine lives, so bring it on motherfucker 
I'm tellin him to bring it on in my cell 
Get my yokes on all night long 
Bustin lyrics with my killa partners they so sick 
sittin around all night spittin bout G shit 
said he had three keys the motherfuckers call him fiends 
now he's stuck up in the county with some niggaz like these 
ain't no muthafuckin luv up in the county jail 
picture you life a livin hell if you slangin yea... 

Chorus with news reporter 

If the guard want to come and find mine 
2 hands and a Razor blade 
Then the officer gonna have to get my 
2 hands off the razor blade 
When I wake up in the morning and see it again 
then someones gonna have to end up D.D.Dead 
and if your Friend got soaked then he a D.D.Dead. 

News reporter 

How a small law inforcement budget can't even put a dent 
on an estimated 100 billion dollars of weed in this business 

Verse 3 

Keep your hands in your pockets and your shoulders to the wall 
Keep your hands in your pockets and your shoulders to the wall 
Keep your hands in your pockets and your shoulders to the wall 
and if you don't walk straight, then they gonna have to beat you 
until you have to crawl, this ain't no bullshit 
you gonna mind somebody, niggaz comin up in here 
thinkin that they bought it like they John Gotti 
and still get the fuck broke off 
take the hardest muthafucka and turn him into something soft 
I keep a shank up in my sandwich, so I can do damage 
to motherfuckers who wanna test my nuts and handle this 
looked at my cellmate he threw up his set 
but Trigger guy so hard died with a tattoo on his chest 
so know this gangsta shit is poppin, the guards is comin 
Motherfuckers is runnin, I hear the Po-Po gunnin 
While the bullets is screamin, I hear get the fuck on the floor 
niggaz holler man damn it's the murder show 
so get you muthafuckin shank and nigga beware 
of the Sh Sh Sheriff cause he's out there... 

BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA the 187, the 187, the 187, the 187 
the 187, the 187, the 187, the 187, the 187, the 187 
the 187, the 187, the 187, the 187, the 187, the 187 
the 187, the 187, the 187, the 187, the 187, the 187 
the 187, the 18BLAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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