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Another sleepless night in Fresno Jail I got a federal hold and I can`t even bail Eyes wide open like a dope fiend geeked I need some cock hella bad, I need to be free Steady dreaming about wrecking guts and cock Laying on my bunk busting nuts in socks Celly on top bunk knock smooth out Snoring mothafucka, I should just shout And wake his ass up cause I can`t sleep If a nigga had a way, a nigga would creep And make a clean break but that`s just a dream fake This can`t be real, man, it all seems fake 3 am and it`s time to E-A-T Cold cream of wheat and a lunch in a B-A-G This shit is the pits, man, how worse will it get, man I need to be N Da Hood, straight getting a grit, man...
I`m missing the crew, the dope fiends too I`m writing this rap, there`s nothing else to do Cause home is a place that it seem I won`t go Sleeping in a cell with some fools I don`t know Dope fiends that just don`y got no... Sense and fince to get shipped to Wasco I`m stuck like chuck way down south When I need to be at home with a joint in my mouth Smoking and choking on some hurt cha dick weed I just can`t wait to straight perk and get key`d I need to be N Da Hood straight swinging tight ones Burning long rubber on the black and white ones...
Back N Da Hood sound so good They won`t set bail but I wish they would I P-R-A-Y every DA--Y Asking to get back to the B-A-Y But every court date they keep detaining me On punk ass charges they keep arraining me At first I thought I`d have to spank you But Detective Nichleman, I`d like to thank you You put me on the news and tried to spread that lie Then record sales jumped to an all time high Why rob a bank when a nigga can spit? I need to be N Da Hood cause I ain`t did shit Every damn day my tapes are sold I make more money than the bank can hold And though I might can`t bail out... This punk ass jail house I`ll just kick back and watch my mail sprout...
Plenty of time for a nigga to think But all I can think of is dank and drank On jail walls my name is carving Waiting on comissary, man, I`m starving Ten black brothas and fifty julios I just can`t wait to hit the studios And let fools know about the set up These punk police won`t let up They trying to keep me down and keep me in a ditch But the only thing they doing is making me rich They painted a picture of a ruthless villain Told all my fans that I was stealing Jealous mothafuckas, I never steal I make more money than you never will Mac Dre arrested for attempted heist The mothafucking feds ain`t nothing nice They said I was the one doing all this shit But banks just keep on getting hit Feds trying to send a nigga up the creek But Dre ain`t worried cause the case is week They say I`m the one calling all the shots But fuck them feds and fuck them cops And to that punk mothafucka Detective Nic Dic Hear me loud and clear, fool: suck my big dick!