phone rings twice*
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Hello?
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(arabic voice) You have a collect call phone call
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In a New York state correctional facility
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Press five five to accept, or hang up to decline
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Verse One:
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Whattup gangstas, how tha fuck ya'll feel
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We keepin it real, and hold on tight to your steel
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Let them caps peel, one by one
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And laugh while the nig run
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He shoulda been packin his gun, now he gone
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Cuz he got slippin like an old bitch
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in the wet staircase shaft, now watch his man snitch
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to tha police, but them no worry me son
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I ain't trying to get back it'd be my third felony
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Pataki he want to see us, criminals fry
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in the electric chair, but my spirit will never die
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A true project nigga, I won't hesitate
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to pull the BLAOW, peace to all busy niggaz
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One love y'all stay safe
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And fuck you, Officer Brown, peace to that nigga Case
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Chorus: repeat 4X
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WhOO WhOO
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Jiggy comin, fuck tha police y'all, cuz I ain't runnin
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Verse Two:
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All ya'll police can suck my diiiiiiick
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and Mayor Gulliani, that cracker boy full of shit
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I represent, for all my niggaz doing time
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And those who got beat up and killed by the swine
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Beo-tches, them porks, beotch
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Them think them bad, cuz they carry, glocks and badges
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And when I'm pimpin in my green Acura
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They pull me over, like I stole it from some nigga
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But all my paperwork is legit
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Registered insured in my name, so ya'll pigs can shit
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Police be cockin me like I'm some dime piece
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a G from the street so I can never turn beast
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Chorus
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Verse Three:
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There's crooked cops, that's why they get shot by tha minute
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If you were criminal and you ready to represent, kid
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blaow, that's how I like it, word is bond
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My hair ain't blonde my eyes ain't blue so now I'm dead boo
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It's on like this is war, all my brothers in the hood
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I gots fam that's constant understand I wish they would
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but it's all good, peace to my niggaz locked in jail
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Bushy Kam, Killa Kane, Fogey Foo, and Ale
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Down Low Wrecka and Junior be on storm
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Keep your headz up, and keep it real cuz you know I'm gonna
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And for my niggaz doin six months
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I see yo ass next summer, word up
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Chorus
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Jiggy Comin
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| Shyheim |
