if you accept the charges, if not hang up To my cousin Darren Ranch, stay up homie To my brother Chris Butler, stay up homie If you locked in the box
) Wild out (What?) Wild out (C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, I can't hear you, c'mon) Wild out (If ya find ya nigga cheatin', let's go girls, c'mon now) Wild out
fist gripped a chrome four-fifth, so I dip Nigga, is you creepin' or speakin'? He tells me, C-Rock just got hit up at the beacon I opens up the door
when I spit these bars Come fuck with these stars up in luxury cars We built them radars to stay free from the cops Crucial choices to make, like A-C
up my dueces as a pass by Showing love to the southside all the players outside And we gon' spend g's tonight Hotels on me shits free tonight C'mon
C.N.N.) C.N.N. say it proud, yo Yo, for all my people locked up I got rock chopped up Hold the block up until you pop up The banks stopped up I don'
, CNN history By the powers of God that's invested in me Since 93, locked up, I did three Got 85 percent of y'all worshipin' me Back in L.C., hop in
Leva, leva, leva, leva Leva, leva, leva, leva [Triple C] You better run for cover muthafucker's and think of something fast Before you end up just another
neck and keep em' locked Verse 1 Just got to Miami, touchdown from the grammys First stop king of diamonds, h-h-hope them bitches ready If I pull up
what a bitch nigga would do for a hundred milA'or two fuck off his niggaz too,Cali aint feelinA'you,I bet C-Murder locked up thinkinA'bout killinA'you
-crosser My penis rise up in the morning like a Phoenix And blast iron cells into a low blooded 'nemic The imperial material's venereal MC's get murdered
be Locked up in the county cause the bounty finally found a nigga like me? X-to-the-R-to-the-A-I-D-E-D L-O-C What's up, my nigga? Pull this trigger
up, wet 'em up Shut 'em up, wet 'em up Shut 'em up, wet 'em up Shut 'em up, wet 'em up Shut 'em up, wet 'em up Shut 'em up, wet 'em up Shut 'em
? That liquor up in your U-charged That truth come out when you drunk Your ass won't make it to see tomorrow Y'all niggas got it twisted huh? That liquor up
witcha Let me smoke somethin' witcha Let me light this up Let me blow somethin' withca [Verse 1] Mr X to the Z dog, I had to do it Locked the game down
...he bought the Chaper (Chicago) Notorious secrets? Nah with secret indictments Jim indicted but Kelina from P.C could fight it (uptown Rucker) Up in
Jim Jones c'est c'est bon Santana magnifique You niggas know Holla at me if there's any beef Yes sir, huh I know in vise versa we like murder we convict
be wildin, in these villas ya dig 'Cause we the realest ya dig, ain't no half steppin' here I'm caught up now, but next year is my year 2002, C-Murder