letra de life - 57th street rogue dog villians
[chorus: short nitty]
[?]
[?]
[?] the penitentiary
[?] my life
[?]
[?]
[?] met so many [?], it’s like [?]
[?]
[verse 1: short nitty]
[?]
this is the city of the [?], [?]
only [?] if you can, only [?] understand
[?] makes money kinda tight for the man
late night phone calls to my mama’s house, talking to my kids
next time you see them, tell them daddy love them, and i’ll be home in some years
representing [?] up in here, like i’m supposed to, i’m young
[?] run
[?]
[?] straight through
opened my eyes one day and saw
a grown man in the cell [?]
thought i’d never see it, then i seen it
[?]
[?] been treated since [?]
[?]
[?] graves [?]
[chorus: short nitty]
[?]
[?]
[?] the penitentiary
[?] my life
[?]
[?]
[?] met so many [?], it’s like [?]
[?]
[verse 2: txx will]
[?] doing life in the clique
it’s kinda hard to believe, i lost my soul in a blink
[?] i was despret, tryna get my sh-t together
it seems like forever, [?] bad weather
searching for shelter, i gotta [?]
[?] the block, gotta find some feends that i can sell to
things start getting better, feends start bringing cheddar
now i can keep my son in new jeans and nice sweaters
help my mama pay the rent, sware this pain is heaven sent
way back when i could [?], it been the same ever sinnce
[/?]
[?] nice car and mobil phone
bout to start slanging zones, know a deal went wrong
with a h-ll of a [?], some n-ggas kicked in my door
told me get down the floor, money’s what they looking for
i said for sure, then hit them with the 44
it all happen so fast
[chorus: short nitty]
[?]
[?]
[?] the penitentiary
[?] my life
[?]
[?]
[?] met so many [?], it’s like [?]
[?]
[verse 3: big scoob]
[?] 21, jail numbers
[?] young funkers
b-tch n-ggas get [?] i miss my babies
naked pictures of my old lady, getting me more crazy
it hits my sh-t hard, feel it day and night
i’m walking up on this yard dealing, with no fright
collect calls to my mama house, but she can’t take them
she working double shifts to help pay the bills, steady breaking her
[?], back on the block
breaking bread and living good, life is hot
but that n-gga that’s set to die, drop the line
we [?] free my mind, [?] time
[?] stretch me out for a long ride
contimplating suicide
bout to spark a prison riat, giving a f-ck about living or dieing
[chorus: short nitty]
[?]
[?]
[?] the penitentiary
[?] my life
[?]
[?]
[?] met so many [?], it’s like [?]
[?]
[verse 4: bakarii]
i’m handcuffed to a strange n-gga
never figured i’d be sitting in these shoes [?]
i’m too smart for this
on a cot i sit
mad as f-ck cause i wanna get up out this b-tch
and let the judge tell it
i’m doing life, on my third strike
ain’t even thinking about my babies or my young wife
where i’m from, if you look, you won’t find no opertoonities
so i learned to stack my paper, living roaggesh and raw
take a ball to [?] pushing strong
me and my dawgs had it locked, but we
[?] rocks and [?]
spending lots of cheese
boss d-gg-ng, got them calling for the k!ller [?]
he’s still a rooky, i’m serving [?], you serving [?]
look where it took me
sell block, looky looky
the big fish, and the bread is how they hook me
my life, my life, under the scope
heaven knows i could change, [?]
my number’s a name
[chorus: short nitty]
[?]
[?]
[?] the penitentiary
[?] my life
[?]
[?]
[?] met so many [?], it’s like [?]
[?]
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