Let Him Have It

I never stayed my a*s home, I always thought that I was grown In the traffic I was gone you see my head was made of stone Got a problem with me? Then feel free muthaf**ka Don't be talkin' under yo breath 'Cuz that might be the cause of your death 'Cuz I'ma quick to stop a nigga in his tracks main So let's get this shit out in the open I used to like to go from the shoulders get 'em up, one on ones Now it's a whole different ball game niggas that carry guns A s*cka will kill you first and you will be layin' in the hurst Takin' a deep a*s sleep knowin' it wasn't worth Provin' you wasn't a punk, niggas don't want to thump Niggas just want to funk and shot up a niggas trunk I met a bitch last week at the Orgen Room Bought her a drink and said, "Whats up on the telly room?" Just then I felt some trouble kickin' in Spotted her X-boyfriend who had just got out the pen Muthaf**kas get to baulkin' when the liquors talkin' Drunk muthaf**ka step on my toe and kept on walkin' I said, "What's up with ya potna, say excuse me or somethin'" He turned around looked at me and started mean muggin' I guess he thought he pumped fear until I said "Nigga don't you know I'll have you touchin' everything in here" He went for his pistol and didn't know I was strapin' Dag nab it, I had to let him have it What type of nigga did he think you was E? I know he didn't think that you were some kind of peanut or somethin' He must of been retarded to the fact that you get a thrill out of killin' Now tell me somethin' why do muthaf**kas wait Till that nigga commits himself to realize That a hillside hillbilly is the wrong type of nigga to f**k with? E do you feel me? Yeah, I feel ya sahob Well, let's take it to the next page then Oh, you mean that part about the dungeon? You know The next morning, I'm sittin' in the dungeon-wonderin' Should I be dissed, nope I did it in self defense I wasn't twisted, I hadn't even started yet It happened to fast before someone could stop me I wish I had some dank weed While I wait out these 24 more hours before I plead Freedom I'm gonna miss ya (I wish I had some dice) Made me some dice out of some water and toilet tissue Now this the part that's f**ked up I walks into the dayroom manner room what the f**k I never thought that I would straight make, ah The front page of the newspaper Shut up a do wop, shut up a do wop Man they 'bout to send me up state, ah Talking that shit about makin' me a muthaf**kin' faggot I make a shank outta plastic and let a nigga have it That's what's really goin' down 'Cuz when a muthaf**kas down for the count You gotta be about it or be without it 'Cuz what a muthaf**ka once told me see a mark sleep Leave him sleep in the middle of the street If you can't stand the heat stay up out the kitchen Now I'm still in the county's face Fighting this funky a*s 187 case Shoot me a kite that's a good way to mingle I'll be in this bitch eatin' shit on the f**kin' shingle Gettin' big as a house- bulkin' up 400 club waiting for the Mercedes deep roll it up My dream came true after almost 2 years of incareration Now I'm out drinkin' brew havin' fun with my folks Lovin' everybody gettin' twisted and crackin' jokes Huggin' anybody cryin' I missed every nigga in my click and I ain't lyin' We bones out to a party I'm on P-role but what can I say I can't let 'em know I'm stuck I roast bitches but I'm not a damn peanut Now I'm at the party, thought I wasn't Dancin' with the dead niggas fine a*s cousin I wonder if she thinkin' my, my, my The bitch been lovin' me ever since Hogan High She had some hard a*s cousins that wasn't wit it They went out they way to make sure that I didn't get it But now tricks is for kids silly rabbit I had to let 'em have, muthaf**ka, muthaf**ka Mutha-mutha-mutha-muthaf**ka Muthaf**ka, muthaf**k-muthaf**ka