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lirik lagu locked up – yhg pnut

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[verse 1]
one call, get him gone let my guys get him
if i catch you f*cking with them n*ggas, you can die with them
clip hold ten, but its boo because 9 hit him
love for the birds, punk b*tch you can fly wit them
been locked up 30 something times before 18
every time i got caught, never said a thing
show me something
i don’t care, all that talk cheap
homicides back to back in the southeast
mind running, i’m confined can’t get no sleep
every 15 minutes, hear them jingles on them cop keys
cold as f*ck, thin mattress, and some rough sheets
don’t be wolfing through yo window, n*gga you’ll get dope fiend
f*ck day room, f*ck cards, i’m on yo ass n*gga
i don’t ask for the fade, blood, i just brack n*ggas
f*ck cover
that pepper spray & the staff n*gga
sharpen pencils up and get brackin
imma stab n*ggas
aye, aye
i’ll stab n*ggas
bully n*ggas, i’ll take his cakes and his snacks from him
if yo homies come in this unit, you getting smacked with him
trying to get my kicks and get out, that’s my last victim
aye, if you homies come in this unit, you getting smack with him n*gga!)
bully n*ggas, take his cakes and his snacks from him

[chorus]
“aye. you ever been locked up behind walls n*gga?
with no emails, no calls n*ggas
in a cell, counting blocks on the wall n*ggas
i get out then i’m back on that block n*gga
you ever been locked up for a while n*gga?
fighting for your life, siting on trial n*gga?
loose screw, f*ck with me, i’m a wild n*gga
1 call, get him gone, let my guys get him.”

[verse 2]
1 call, get him gone, let my guys get him
klu klux klan in this b*tch, i don’t like n*ggas
taking too long on the phone, you out of time n*gga
n*ggas know i’m not the one, so don’t try it n*gga
take it to the cell or the pocket , when i’m fighting n*ggas
talking bout that pressure, you never really applied n*gga
only thing i got, is h*lla money on my mind n*gga
ray charles to the bullsh*t like i’m blind n*gga
n*ggas getting dp’d for being out of line n*gga
i can feel the tension in here, let’s start a riot n*gga
chopping game with n*ggas next door, sending kites n*gga
when they let us off lock down, then it’s time n*gga
on my mama n*gga
and you better get brackin
you better get off yo mother f*cking bunk
piru set

[jail riot audio playing in the background.]

[chorus]
“you ever been locked up behind walls n*gga?
with no emails, no calls n*ggas
in a cell, counting blocks on the wall n*ggas
i get out then i’m back on that block n*gga
you ever been locked up for a while n*gga?
fighting for your life, siting on trial n*gga?
loose screw, f*ck with me, i’m a wild n*gga
1 call, get him gone, let my guys get him.”