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Текст (слова) песни: Mac Dre - Back N Da Hood

Another sleepless night in Fresno Jail
I got a federal hold and I can`t even bail
Eyes wide open like a dope fiend geeked
I need some cock hella bad, I need to be free
Steady dreaming about wrecking guts and cock
Laying on my bunk busting nuts in socks
Celly on top bunk knock smooth out
Snoring mothafucka, I should just shout
And wake his ass up cause I can`t sleep
If a nigga had a way, a nigga would creep
And make a clean break but that`s just a dream fake
This can`t be real, man, it all seems fake
3 am and it`s time to E-A-T
Cold cream of wheat and a lunch in a B-A-G
This shit is the pits, man, how worse will it get, man
I need to be N Da Hood, straight getting a grit, man...

I`m missing the crew, the dope fiends too
I`m writing this rap, there`s nothing else to do
Cause home is a place that it seem I won`t go
Sleeping in a cell with some fools I don`t know
Dope fiends that just don`y got no...
Sense and fince to get shipped to Wasco
I`m stuck like chuck way down south
When I need to be at home with a joint in my mouth
Smoking and choking on some hurt cha dick weed
I just can`t wait to straight perk and get key`d
I need to be N Da Hood straight swinging tight ones
Burning long rubber on the black and white ones...

Back N Da Hood sound so good
They won`t set bail but I wish they would
I P-R-A-Y every D-A-Y
Asking to get back to the B-A-Y
But every court date they keep detaining me
On punk ass charges they keep arraining me
At first I thought I`d have to spank you
But Detective Nichleman, I`d like to thank you
You put me on the news and tried to spread that lie
Then record sales jumped to an all time high
Why rob a bank when a nigga can spit?
I need to be N Da Hood cause I ain`t did shit
Every damn day my tapes are sold
I make more money than the bank can hold
And though I might can`t bail out...
This punk ass jail house
I`ll just kick back and watch my mail sprout...

Plenty of time for a nigga to think
But all I can think of is dank and drank
On jail walls my name is carving
Waiting on comissary, man, I`m starving
Ten black brothas and fifty julios
I just can`t wait to hit the studios
And let fools know about the set up
These punk police won`t let up
They trying to keep me down and keep me in a ditch
But the only thing they doing is making me rich
They painted a picture of a ruthless villain
Told all my fans that I was stealing
Jealous mothafuckas, I never steal
I make more money than you never will
Mac Dre arrested for attempted heist
The mothafucking feds ain`t nothing nice
They said I was the one doing all this shit
But banks just keep on getting hit
Feds trying to send a nigga up the creek
But Dre ain`t worried cause the case is week
They say I`m the one calling all the shots
But fuck them feds and fuck them cops
And to that punk mothafucka Detective Nic Dic
Hear me loud and clear, fool: suck my big dick!

 

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