Lock Down lyrics

by

Zilla


Hounds from Gert-Town
B-Way set, keep it up

[Chorus]
But I'm on lock down but I'll be home in a minute
Soon as I finish, in these cells there ain't no endin'
But I'm on lockdown but I'll be home in a minute
Bet every penny, in these cells there ain't no winnin'
But I'm on lock down but I'll be home in a minute
Soon as I finish, in these cells there ain't no endin'
But I'm on lock down but I'll be home in a minute
Bet every penny, in these cells there ain't no willin'

[Verse One]
But I'm in the system now for feeda, My manager done put them G's up
Put the ki's up, thankin' Jesus
But if they don't, then I'll be stuck up in this b*tch
They got me sick for thirty-fifth, lookin' at a year and six
Aw sh*t my head smokin', wasn't down for jossin'
Court date approachin', I'm through until further notice
Can't get no bond and sh*t, Pumpin' iron and sh*t
Wastin' time and sh*t
My family cryin' and sh*t, Oh well, I'm stuck like Chuck
Can't come up on a buck
Got bad luck, f*ck, I guess a n*gga like me is stuck
But I'm gone bounce ya heard me, believe what I said
Ain't got a DA strong enough to keep a n*gga like me in bed
And all my dogs Upstate got life for rape
Straight out the pen with the flavor in your face, aight? aight?
{Weak mother f*ckers rappers on the mic
Don't know what they f*ck they doin'}
[Chorus]

[Verse Two]
Do you know who the f*ck I be? a {P.T.}
Then you know never to f*ck with me, (from G.T.)
You round there reppin' and stuntin' you better do what'cha gotta do
Beefin' with the seventeenth, shoot who you gotta shoot
Cause I be home in a year or two head bustin'
Split him wide open made him die from the head bustin'
See I'm known Uptown for bein' real, check my steelo
Hit hoes on the D-Low, ain't no hero, P.T. below zero
Enemies I make 'em bleed, chop 'em down like trees
Like Japanese with 2-23's, now clown please
I'm full blooded, better get'cha mind out the gutter
More slicker than butter, but n*gga no shame in my color
Now who this clown think he is?
Gonna run this til', I paint a picture for him, cut him up, and
Then I show the b*tch my skills
{Show the b*tch my skills, my skills, pus*y ass}

[Chorus]

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