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jail call 001 - omb jay dee & doomsday lyrics

[verse 1]
oh he back and he making it known
i got locked and they left me alone
i had to go through that bid on my own
and i kept on fighting for the phone
scream “crip” when i back up the chop
i ain’t trying to be something i’m not
before they do something to g5, something to mami, i’m blowin’ the spot
real n*gga was all i could be
bigger picture what i had to see
deaded the beef with rpt, i ain’t beefin’ with them they ain’t beefin’ with me
i probably mention it then and they mentioning mine
it’s fine, it come with the cause
it was never nothing going on
did nothing to minе, i did nothing to yours
i done been in some sh*t in thesе jails
i was famous everybody knew me
only crip when i’m sitting in my cell
its like 60 n*ggas tryna shoot me
one of them passed, 59 failed
stayed crip, i ain’t pick up a koofi
pop it up out, while im gunnin’ and screamin’ and firin’ out
i pulled a stunt and made a movie
i was in greene, blew that
i was in franklin, blew that
when i hit the mall they like who that
it’s omb jaydee you don’t wanna do that
[chorus]
look how i light this sh*t
i don’t know how i write this sh*t
pretty*ass c*nt don’t hype that sh*t
my b*tch might like this sh*t
said i’m crippin i’m omb jaydee
keepin’ it gangsta, just how it start
n*ggas trollin’ ’cause i got a mark, i’m in prison
this sh*t ain’t no walk in the park

[verse 2]
when i stepped in the spot, i was jackin’ my set
why they not puttin’ that on the net?
that was some kid sh*t, n*ggas is weak
they like, “jaydee, your name in the streets”
when i heard who it was i start suckin’ my t**th
i ain’t even know we had beef
i’m too old to be talkin’ about n*ggas deceased
how you homie, you sayin’ my name on a gram?
oh you tryna get lit for your fam?
lil mells, he was on demon sh*t
i was locked up when i heard him, i demon him
before a n*gga even cried
i was hopin’ that somebody lied
and if a n*gga ran down
i know he left a n*gga fried
and if it was a man down
i know it was the other side
d*mn sh*t it was true
wish it was dead mans instead it was you
[chorus]
look how i light this sh*t
i don’t know how i write this sh*t
pretty ass c*nt don’t hype this sh*t
my b*tch might like this sh*t
look how i light this sh*t
i don’t know how i write this sh*t
pretty ass c*nt don’t hype this sh*t
my b*tch might like this sh*t

- omb jay dee doomsday lyrics

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