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jayo felony - penitentiary bound lyrics

welcome back to the east side
t-funk and the chemist
jayo felony

and the ultimate sh-t right now
is for me to do a show for my n-gg-s in the pen
bring sh-t together
cause this is where we’ll all be
peep game

[verse 1: jayo felony]
i rolls off with your sh-t, people you can get a glance
shackles on my feet won’t let the loco dance
eatin em spreads and liftin got me on swoll
had my sh-t creased, i’m comin home, i got parole
when the loco phone ring it’s my homie big mike low
( ? ) and big d-ck dada wanna stroke
and get my b-lls licked, d-ck sucked and f-ck till i’m yawnin
but i gotta go report in the mornin
f-ck it, 8:30 am p-ss in his cup, f-ck a p-ss test
mr. bullet loco, you’re under arrest (for what?)
you popped ( ? ) test and do you understand?
they put the chains on my -ss and put me in the f-ckin van
i’m goin straight to donovan, no county jail
f-ckin parole violation, so i can’t make bail
the iron bars close, godd-mn i hate the sound
but you don’t give a f-ck when you’re penitentiary bound

sit down n-gg-, it’s time to count
the way they got sh-t now
everybody’s penitentiary bound

[verse 2: jayo felony]
( ? ) come, come, n-gg-, give me room
i put acid on my tongue and go the f-ck back to neptune
who wanna beef with the east side rollin
hey, get your jaw swollen
this is for every n-gg- that ever f-cked with a high speed chase
crashed into a pole, now take that gl-ss out your face
they comin to get me yo, i don’t give a f-ck no mo
i’m ( ? ) got the .44, bullet loc will dodge the po-po
on the 619 we got no time, for the bullsh-t you get jacked
every hood talk that set-up when you hit the railroad track
matter of fact, don’t let them cook you like no f-ckin hog, chief
all i see is billy clubs, boots and dog teeth
f-ck your mama as i bled on the ground
i’m hand-cuffed to the bed and i know i’m penitentiary bound

sit down n-gg-, it’s time to count
the way they got sh-t now
everybody’s penitentiary bound

[verse 3: jayo felony]
i’m crushin these n-gg-s and b-tches
cause see, n-body i ever trusted
i hope joe sinister don’t get his -ss busted
come again coward, wash them draws for my men
you don’t know how to deal with the babylon and rin tin tin
hard ( ? ) hard, i come hard
like oprah in _color purple_ i know there is a god
i slaughter, you oughta run for the border
i cripple a stick, choke a brick and tryin to drop a water
supporter of this mackin and this gangsta sh-t
much love to kurupt and the dogg pound click
from d.c. to nyc trust i smoke dust
i roll with rush, n-gg-s can say what they must
they all want to know how i feel about _the show_
i’m rockin in utah ( ? ) and drink pruno
p-p-pa-pow, penitentiary bound
( ? ) the m-th-f-ckin ( ? ) bitin my sound
will i ever play out? n-gg-, you know – never would
at the end of the world it’s gon be dippin through the neighborhood

to be continued

- jayo felony lyrics

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