Представляем точный текст композиции "Penitentiary Bound" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Jayo Felony . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Penitentiary Bound» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Jayo Felony передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Jayo Felony - "Penitentiary Bound"
Lyrics to Penitentiary Bound : Welcome back to the East Side T-Funk and the Chemist Jayo Felony And the ultimate shit right now is for me to do a show for my niggas in the pen bring shit together cause this is where well all be Peep game [VERSE 1: Jayo Felony] I rolls off with your shit, people you can get a glance Shackles on my feet wont let the Loco dance Eatin em spreads and liftin got me on swoll Had my shit creased, Im comin home, I got parole When the Loco phone ring its my homie Big Mike Low ( ' ) and big dick dada wanna stroke And get my balls licked, dick sucked and fuck till Im yawnin But I gotta go report in the mornin Fuck it, 8:30 am piss in his cup, fuck a piss test Mr. Bullet Loco, youre under arrest (for what') You popped ( ' ) test and do you understand' They put the chains on my ass and put me in the fuckin van Im goin straight to Donovan, no county jail Fuckin parole violation, so I cant make bail The iron bars close, goddamn I hate the sound But you dont give a fuck when youre penitentiary bound Sit down nigga, its time to count The way they got shit now Everybodys penitentiary bound [VERSE 2: Jayo Felony] ( ' ) come, come, nigga, give me room I put acid on my tongue and go the fuck back to Neptune Who wanna beef with the East Side Rollin Hey, get your jaw swollen This is for every nigga that ever fucked with a high speed chase Crashed into a pole, now take that glass out your face They comin to get me yo, I dont give a fuck no mo Im ( ' ) got the .44, Bullet Loc will dodge the po-po On the 619 we got no time, for the bullshit you get jacked Every hood talk that set-up when you hit the railroad track Matter of fact, dont let them cook you like no fuckin hog, chief All I see is billy clubs, boots and dog teeth Fuck your mama as I bled on the ground Im hand-cuffed to the bed and I know Im penitentiary bound Sit down nigga, its time to count The way they got shit now Everybodys penitentiary bound [VERSE 3: Jayo Felony] Im crushin these niggas and bitches Cause see, nobody I ever trusted I hope Joe Sinister dont get his ass busted Come again coward, wash them draws for my men You dont know how to deal with the Babylon and Rin Tin Tin Hard ( ' ) hard, I come hard Like Oprah in _Color Purple_ I know there is a God I slaughter, you oughta run for the border I cripple a stick, choke a brick and tryin to drop a water Supporter of this mackin and this gangsta shit Much love to Kurupt and the Dogg Pound click From D.C. to NYC trust I smoke dust I roll with Rush, niggas can say what they must They all want to know how I feel about _The Show_ Im rockin in Utah ( ' ) and drink Pruno P-p-pa-pow, penitentiary bound ( ' ) the muthafuckin ( ' ) bitin my sound Will I ever play out' Nigga, you know - never would At the end of the world its gon be dippin through the neighborhood To be continued [ Penitentiary Bound Lyrics ]
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