Artist: Turk
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Album: Raw & Uncut
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Title: Penitentiary Chances
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Nigga, Nigga, uh, Nigga, Nigga, uh
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It's wit we do.
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(Chorus)
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We take penitetairy chances,
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we take penitentiary chances,
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we take penitentiary chances,
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Everday all day on daa block.
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(Verse 1)
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I hit da set like it's legal,
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doin my thang, pushin weight
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duckin dem people, cuz i kno
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they gon' swang.
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Seven dayz of da week,
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I be on da grind,stick to
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da G-Code gotta get it and
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shine.
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Mutherfuck da gates,stank
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bitches gotta catch me,ask
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for da snake nigga please
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don't test me.
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Til' da day they arrest me,
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I'm huggin da block, everyday
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all day cuz it's money to cop,
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why is da cop, sittin on 26.
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Nice paint job, fully equipped
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wit da kit, nigga no such thang
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as a nine to five, never did never
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will work for nine to five.
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Cussin out my own boss, call my own
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shots, work my own hours, runnin my own
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shop, made my own laws, mutherfuck da cops,
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Suck a nigga dick till' he nut and don't stop.
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(Chorus) (2x)
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We take penitentiary chances,
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we take penitentiary chances,
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we take penitentairy chances,
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Everday all day on da block.
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(Verse 2)
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All my life i been a hustler,
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A go get it nigga, think big
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at all times, all about da digits
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nigga, you ship it i'mma handle it.
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Get rid of it quick, sell it at
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cheap prices, 10 for a brick,
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dat's 36 ounces, you gon' get,
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Nigga straight chyna white, dat's
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no bullshit.
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Got more coke than cola, i'm
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doin it jack, spend money wit me
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you gon' make it back, I lace da sack,
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Big cake wit heavyweight, tryin to get
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rich, more figures than Bill Gates.
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Call me a black entrepinuer, street
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pharmacist, got enough drugs to supply
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a whole army wit, if i get caught i just
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gotta accept my lick, take it like a man
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and jus accept my lick.
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Can't cry like a bitch, cuz i made dat
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bed, and i gotta lay in it, you heard
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wut i said?
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(Chorus) (2x)
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We take penitentiary chances,
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we take penitentiary chances,
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we take penitentiary chances,
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Everyday all day on da block.
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Stay on da lookout for Sarge's boys
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and flatops, moving bunches of dat
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chrome, my nigga it won't stop, got
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da block on lock, switched up and sowed
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it's a everyday thang, my nigga we'll
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neva grow.
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And we'll neva be ya grout,
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keep it comin like sperm,
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rock caught on fire, burnin
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like a perm, hard-head wut I
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ever learned, hustle all i kno.
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It's in my blood nigga get it
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from my kin-folk, I was taught
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to run from da laws when they come,
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scraped up bricks getaway when they
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come.
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Takin chances, sumthin dat I gotta
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do, go to jail make bell
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Penitentiary Chances
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Turk |