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s.l.a.b. - lock down كلمات الأغنية

[hook]
it’s still the same thang, once again
about’s to get the chain, headed back in
the concrete jungle, is my new home now
so i gotta get ready to rumble, cause i’m on lock down

[trae]
how the f-ck could they do it to my brother, busta judge got him locked in a cell
only means of communication, is a code through the mail
24/7-3/65, for the rest of his life
gotta be ready, just in case a ride break through the night
keeping money on his books, so he can get his hustle on
i feel i’m headed to the gates, so he don’t have to be alone
and if i gotta catch the chain, thangs ain’t gon be the same
shank on side of my hip, to go off in a n-gga frame
over chow or my kicks, or respect of the matter
just mind your own and go on, n-gga f-ck if you badder
daydreaming and plus i’m paranoid, missing my child
a good guy gone wild, with life read on his file
i can’t take it the thought of me leaving, this world forever
never to see my fam, only wishing to get a letter
on lock, praying that this is only a dream
the ride that i thought i took, really ain’t what it seem

[bridge]
i’m on lock, and all i want is pictures and mail
to make my time fly by, while i’m stuck in a cell
i’m on lock, and don’t even know if i’m coming home
but i’ma take what i deserve, and go off when they in my zone – 2x

[hook – 2x]

[boss]
i’m on lock in my 6-by-8, straight from the streets
to the steal gates, they got a n-gga eating on steal plates
i caught that chain, thinking my mama gon come and get me
it was only a matter of time, them bars close swiftly
young n-gga known to run the h, on across the jail gates
i’m contemplating, of running my shank into my cell mate
reminiscing back, when i was hustling out attics
now it’s only concrete walls, and banging on bowling alleys
n-ggas’ll untwist your cap, for fresh bag of them chaps
let me see what you look like, or get you more than some slaps
we was able to have cigarettes, but they took that and the weights away
now i find myself shooting out kites, to p-ss my time away
orange p’s and toothpaste, got me feeling a high
stole off on the state guard, n-ggas was jumping fly
two shishcabob sticks up, for my n-ggas that ride
i do everything from the left side, taking it to your chest high

[bridge – 2x]

[hook – 2x]

[mack biggers]
i’m on lock, but i’m well connected
from the clarke to the brae’, n-ggas respect it or check it
h-town n-ggas stand up, mack biggers known to man up
ice water, when it’s time to go on put my hands up
and can’t wait to, take it to the yard
my fiber gl-ss sharpened game sick, i’ll take it to your squad
and f-ck, what you n-ggas is thinking
still repping the block, from the streets to the penn i’m still repping the block
f-ck the c.o.’s, and c.o.3’s
i do my time on my d-ck head, eat on these
no meal and no fl!cks f-ck it, i ain’t tripping
p.o.a. got a n-gga, staying focused on a million
it’s guerilla emmet, so i run with the maab
you n-ggas is p-ssy cowards, y’all can’t run from the mob
it’s wreck time my n-gga, won’t y’all come to the yard
and y-town to h-town, n-gga just get in your squad

[bridge – 2x]

[hook – 2x]

- s l a b

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