Boot Camp Clik — Jail Song
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Jail Song Boot Camp Clik02:41
Текст песни: Jail Song
Jail Song Lyrics[Sample] And here's a song to sing For every man inside If he can hear you sing It’s an open door There's not a rich man there Who couldn't pay his way And buy the freedom that’s a high price For the poor [Tek] This one is for Blacko and Jus D and Gutter That's just to name a few I've got plenty of others Like Sherm and O, Unique and Ruler Bone just touched down, it's time to do it For my niggas in Attica, stopped in Elmira Playing razor-tag, setting niggas on fire [?] from the stuy, [?] from VA Gotta get the guap by any means necessary For my dudes doing bids, some fifty odd years Comrades on the streets with the tattoo tears Catch a body, hide a body, anybody, be a body Hit a witness with the shotty, can't nobody see no body [Rock] To my two biggest cousins [?] Niggas steady rep Better yet, my oldest brother Rufus I never met I feel you I'm real too I'm still doing filth too It's ill who will squeal to polil shit’l kill you [Steele] What you know about a reprimand? Stuck in a jam ’cause your man chose to take the stand (Huh?) What you know about a secret inditement? Ass sitting up in Rikers 'cause your peoples was wired (Huh?) Any bully gonna honor the code? Do dirt, get dough, stay low, don’t even snitch to po How many niggas keep they mouth closed under pressure? How many really pop off when the enemy test ya?(Huh?) [Buckshot] This is for my niggas with them homemade tattoos Walking with them thangs 'cause they know they stab dudes If raps your new act [?] natural In this habitat I'd rather that than my back bruised Ask dude doing 50 a rep How you move when you stick to your rep? You know rest Just, keep your head up when your scribing home This is my letter to let him now he ain't riding alone [Steele] For the ones no longer with us For my niggas, get your figures Watch them bitches, watch them snitches Stay focused on your riches For the kids still listen Especially those still missing In god witness Ride with ya Crime mind [?] [Rock] What up Lil Rock? I know shit is rough and you on lock But um, could you please stop going to the box? Could ya? You and [?] will be home soon You know them dudes provoke you and then tell when you open them fools Oh, and Two Guns you know how we do You my oldest and truest homie since day negative one ’til we over and through Can't no jail cells keep us apart You know damn well that's like the streets with no tar (huh?) You know gon' stomp again and [?] I promise myself by the time you got back I would have it poppin' We get cake, 'cause the little homie K need all of us Him and Touch one, he real loyal son I miss y'all niggas
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