"Aight so you niggaz wanna know how a nigga ends up in jail
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Servin a 40 to life sentence for dope that wasnt even his
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Just sit back and listen Ill tell you
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Its some hillarious thangs boy
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And its a wild wild chain of events that gets yo ass in here
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(Chorus)
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Momma I don't wanna sell
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Birds no more ( I gotta fuckin funny story to tell yall)
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They pushed me down and locked me up
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Put my face on the floor ( you remember me and big paul and my whole crew)
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They took my money and my credit card
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Now I'm poor (government snitches are paid)
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Momma I don't wanna sell
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Crack no more ( listen it gon take about 3 minutes just listen)
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[Killer Mike]
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After high school I gained lots a weight
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And I ain't talkin bout calories put on by state
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The recipie I'm cookin may send me upstate
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Use bakin soda cook the pie collect cake, not Pillsbury
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These niggaz kick down doors find out where millsbury
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Shits very intense and critical
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And when we drew pistols shit got pitiful
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The first leak was bullshit a half a brick
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We robbed the middle man and a bum bitch
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The dumb bitch
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But between me and him and that whore
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We walked away wit 18 and a bigger score
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Some nigga named Salvator from El Salvador
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Got silver teeth and a star on his jaw
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Young Antonio Montana
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Held up mansion North Atlanta
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We hit 'em hard and stores hammer YEA!
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(Chorus)
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Momma I don't wanna sell
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birds no more
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(ok I know wat you thinkin its on right we on right we on)
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They pushed me down and locked me up
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Put my face on the floor
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(hold up hold up hold up be patient be patient listen to the rest listen listen)
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They took my money and my credit card
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Now I'm poor
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(man I feel like a ass hole just tellin you this man)
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Momma I don't wanna sell
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Crack no more
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(tell that kid gimme the car check it out heres where it gets interesting follow this shit)
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[Killer Mike]
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I little spot had more birds than a pet shop
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More guns than a Vietnam Vet
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We was set
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Loaded up the work and lets jet
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My nigga Big Paul loaded up the uhaul
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1000 pounds uncut raw
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Hold on wats that I saw in the distance
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Did he have a crew offerin resistance
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Pauley said "its probly nothin
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A small animal or somethin"
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My nerves got ta jumpin
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I swear I herd somethin
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I pointed the 4 fifth in the wind and start dumpin
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Now blue light is comin
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My crew is runnin
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Cops is everywhere they keep comin
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All of us sick
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And all of us caught holdin our dick
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We robbed the nigga the same day the fuckin feds hit
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We robbed the nigga the same day the fuckin feds hit
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Me and Salvador fucked up in the mix
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That middle man the dumb bitch
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Them niggaz snitched GOT DAMN!!
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(Chorus)
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Momma I don't wanna sell
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Birds no more
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(so young man this is why the fuck I'm sittin here wearin this tan suit like this)
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They pushed me down and locked me up
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Put my face on the floor
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(I hear Savador got extradited or some shit)
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They took my money and my credit card
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Now I'm poor
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(the grown bitch was a snitch? who knows)
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Momma I don't wanna sell
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Crack no more
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(Man I shoula fuckin stayed in job court...
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Stayed my fuckin ass in job court doin this dumb ass shit
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now I'm fuckin around wit yall stupid ass niggaz too
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Aint no niggaz in jail but dumb niggaz
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Niggaz trip me out you ain't a real nigga
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if you ain't been to jail FUCK THAT I was stupid
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I'm in jail and most of these niggaz in here stupid too HA HA HA HA)
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Momma I Don't Wanna Sell
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Killer Mike |