Let Him Have It

I never stayed my ass 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 mutha****a Don't be talkin under yo breath

Cuz that might be the cause of your death

Cuz I'ma quick to stop a ****a in his tracks main

So lets 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 ****ers that carry guns

A sucka will kill you first, and you will be layin in the hurst

Takin a deep ass sleep knowin it wasn't worth

Provin you wasn't a punk

****ers don't want to thump

****ers just want to funk and shot up a ****ers trunk

I met a ****er 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

Mutha****as get to baulkin when the liquors talkin

Drunk mutha****a 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

****ers 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 ****er 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 mutha****as wait till that ****er commits

himself to realize that a hillside hillbilly is the wrong type of

****ers to **** with? E do you feel me?

Yeah I feel ya sahob

Well lets take it to the next page then

Oh you mean that part about the dungeon?

You Knoowww!!!

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 ****er

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 thats ****ed up

I walks into the dayroom manner room what the ****

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 mutha****in ****er

I make a shank outta plastic and let a ****er have it

That's whats really goin down

Cuz when a mutha****as down for the count

You gotta be about it or be without it

Cuz what a mutha****a 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 ass 187 case

Shoot me a kite that's a good way to mingle

I'll be in this shit eatin' shit on the ****in ingle

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 ****in 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 ****ers but I'm not a damn peanut

Now I'm at the party thought I wasn't

Dancin' with the dead ****ers fine ass cousin

I wonder if she thinkin' my my my

The ****er been lovin me ever since Hogan High

She had some hard ass 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

Mutha****a!

Mutha****a!

Mutha-Mutha-Mutha-Mutha****a!

Mutha****a!

Mutha****-Mutha****a!