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Man, I hate quoting Jay-Z, cuz is just too tight Is he a Blood is he Crip? Is he that, is he this? Will he do it? You know, it! (Uh, ay, man) Now every time I say "it" it's in reference to my dick You can suck it if you want to Every time I say "it" it's in reference to my dick And you can suck it motherfucking bitch Listen bitch When it's in you the sentiment is incredible Winter fresh even, I even undress your winter clothes When it's out, instead of worrying about where it's at You'd rather rack your cap about where it's going or where it's been Where are we going? I'm beginning to see an end Don't bring Larry King in this Sniff the evidence on my clothes And go through my cell phone and Now I'm in jail for leaving out a few details, oh well It's wifey or WiFi, (ay) wifey or WiFi, (ay) wifey or WiFi Got some niggas in the pen that really gotta face time She just bitching cause I missed her Facetime It's wifey or WiFi, (ay) wifey or WiFi, (ay) wifey or WiFi Got some niggas really having issues in the cell She just bitching cause them other bitches in my cell, oh well Letras de canciones Oh well I guess she wanna go to war then I guess we should warn the warden Oh well, oh well Alright I want you to tweet me right now if you're using your third iPhone It's wifey or WiFi, wifey or WiFi, wifey or WiFi It's wifey or WiFi, wifey or WiFi, wifey or WiFi Oh well, oh well, oh well, oh well Oh I hit you with the hash back Ay My nigga lil' Riley got into it with his mommy They be fighting all the time so I ain't pay it no mind He said: "God, she could really be the devil" I said "Chill" He smacked his teeth and shook his head and said: "No, for real! You know I love her but she could really be a pain in the ass Matter fact, fuck that, pull out your jack real fast Real shit my nigga Now glance at the keypad This that mind boggling shit you like to throw in your raps And this might be your best yet Notice how every number represents three letters of the alphabet Like 2 is A-B-C, 3 is D-E-F, 4 is G-H-I" I said: "I get it, alright!" He said: "Now trip off this: Listen to me Soul I know you off the shits but I'ma need you to get a grip" I said: "Be serious" He said "Dial M-O-M" What a hella coincidence, it was 6-6- All because of this penitentiary mind state. Is it my fate? For God's sakes, why did I have to lose the case? I kept it real, and I ain't never been fake I'm feeling like Biggie when he lost faith See this penitentiary mind state. Is it my fate? For God's sakes, why did I have to lose the case? I kept it real, and I ain't never been fake I'm feeling like Biggie when he lost faith Look, there's sixty seconds left I'ma have to get back later Ya boy chasing this penitentiary paper Tell my momma "stay on point" Your phone hit her on three-way Then fuck it I'ma hit her on that other joint First term nigga But I did it like a vet Hung up the phone, and when I asked: "Who had next?" It was one of the lifers, all nest with no neck Gotta stay with my striker, no nigga is no threat I swipe my knife on the under But I can still hear it in my ear when he said: "That's right youngster Just stay focused Sleep with your ears open Beat 'em with a long-handled spoon when you deal with smokers" I sag low when I walk the yard, hold my head high Yaddada to them bay niggas Me, I'm from the west side Looking for a gram to steal Cause I'm tryna' get high Thinking bout my fake ass bitch on the outside Out of sight, out of mind, shit, oh my Long as the nigga make the paper when he doing time Right look, fuck it I'm lying I'm just retrying to hold out Thought of some trick running dick in my bitch My penitentiary mind state. Is it my fate? For God's sakes, why did I have to lose the case? I kept it real, and I ain't never been fake I'm feeling like Biggie when he lost faith Look, hold up From Letras Mania