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Turk - Penitentiary Chances lyrics
Artist: Turk Album: Raw & Uncut Title: Penitentiary Chances Nigga, Nigga, uh, Nigga, Nigga, uh It's wit we do. (Chorus) We take penitetairy chances, we take penitentiary chances, we take penitentiary chances, Everday all day on daa block. (Verse 1) I hit da set like it's legal, doin my thang, pushin weight duckin dem people, cuz i kno they gon' swang. Seven dayz of da week, I be on da grind,stick to da G-Code gotta get it and shine. Mutherfuck da gates,stank bitches gotta catch me,ask for da snake nigga please don't test me. Til' da day they arrest me, I'm huggin da block, everyday all day cuz it's money to cop, why is da cop, sittin on 26. Nice paint job, fully equipped wit da kit, nigga no such thang as a nine to five, never did never will work for nine to five. Cussin out my own boss, call my own shots, work my own hours, runnin my own shop, made my own laws, mutherfuck da cops, Suck a nigga dick till' he nut and don't stop. (Chorus) (2x) We take penitentiary chances, we take penitentiary chances, we take penitentairy chances, Everday all day on da block. (Verse 2) All my life i been a hustler, A go get it nigga, think big at all times, all about da digits nigga, you ship it i'mma handle it. Get rid of it quick, sell it at cheap prices, 10 for a brick, dat's 36 ounces, you gon' get, Nigga straight chyna white, dat's no bullshit. Got more coke than cola, i'm doin it jack, spend money wit me you gon' make it back, I lace da sack, Big cake wit heavyweight, tryin to get rich, more figures than Bill Gates. Call me a black entrepinuer, street pharmacist, got enough drugs to supply a whole army wit, if i get caught i just gotta accept my lick, take it like a man and jus accept my lick. Can't cry like a bitch, cuz i made dat bed, and i gotta lay in it, you heard wut i said? (Chorus) (2x) We take penitentiary chances, we take penitentiary chances, we take penitentiary chances, Everyday all day on da block. Stay on da lookout for Sarge's boys and flatops, moving bunches of dat chrome, my nigga it won't stop, got da block on lock, switched up and sowed it's a everyday thang, my nigga we'll neva grow. And we'll neva be ya grout, keep it comin like sperm, rock caught on fire, burnin like a perm, hard-head wut I ever learned, hustle all i kno. It's in my blood nigga get it from my kin-folk, I was taught to run from da laws when they come, scraped up bricks getaway when they come. Takin chances, sumthin dat I gotta do, go to jail make bell |
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