The Game - 25 To Life lyrics
[The Game - 25 To Life lyrics]
I was sentenced to a 5 album deal in '02
Spent the next couple years trying to
Figure out who was who
Met this New York nigga they
Called him Boo Boo
So we chopped it on the yard and
He put me down with his crew
We was the hardest niggas in the penitentiary
Got a little bigger since
Jimmy Iovine sentenced me
Sat back in my cell and wrote The Documentary
I ain't make no friends in jail
Just enemies
A lot of bad memories, fucked up tendencies
Even bumped heads with this
Young Buck from Tennessee
Say he got connects in Nashville
Got them 10 a key
Shit, we finna see, nigga knew I been a G
Never needed The Unit
That's how them niggas remembered me
Yo c.o. coming I'm a holla in a minute B
Niggas on the yard tripping
I ain't got the energy
Had a couple jail fights them
Niggas couldn't finish me
25 to life
No fucking corona
Just animals in this bitch and
I ain't trusting a soul
So while I'm up in here I might
As well make the best of it
And pray to the lord he take
Care of the rest of it
25 to life
Got me feeling like I'm stuck
Only reason I survived because I
Don't give a fuck
Nothing but bad luck
And I ain't never cried a tear
Never going home
Nigga fuck around and die here
I'm getting sick and tired
Of these newcomers
I've been locked up for more
Than a few summers
Still gotta do numbers
Still gotta do numbers
Looking at pictures of Keri
Hilson on the wall
Dick hard as a cucumber
Relax my mind
Hit the yard and shoot a few jumpers
Really wanna shoot something
Who the fuck wanna do something
This named
Told me I was the hardest nigga to ever hit
The yard since Pac was on Death Row
I'm about to go fuck with
My niggas on D block
Cause he know what to do when
These niggas be taking cheap shots
Ask a nigga how long he got, he said about 9
Then we start having
Conversations about Shyne
Homie just got out, shit it's about time
We click cause he about his
And nigga I'm about mine
So not near a nigga here can talk
About Shyne and Lil Wayne neither
Get your pussy ass outlined
Niggas ain't stopping me
Especially with me and my
Nigga state property
I could feel it in the air
Niggas up in here is scared
Niggas up in here is queers
Niggas up in here is dead
I think you a c.o
I think you a fed
Snitches get stitches that's the type of
Shit we do in here
Who the fuck is you in here
You fucking with a killer
Better have a lion heart
Fucking with a dealer
Reputations get ruined here play
The game to win
Guns, I pack 10, the UCLA Bruin here
None of you fresh fish niggas
Couldn't do a year
Let alone a life sentence
I know R&B niggas harder than ya'll
Nigga Lyfe Jennings
Lloyd tried to rob my bank and
Got his fucking life ended
Now that I think about it dog
I'm starting to like prison
Next niggas get out of line I
Stick my knife in them
Spent the next couple years trying to
Figure out who was who
Met this New York nigga they
Called him Boo Boo
So we chopped it on the yard and
He put me down with his crew
We was the hardest niggas in the penitentiary
Got a little bigger since
Jimmy Iovine sentenced me
Sat back in my cell and wrote The Documentary
I ain't make no friends in jail
Just enemies
A lot of bad memories, fucked up tendencies
Even bumped heads with this
Young Buck from Tennessee
Say he got connects in Nashville
Got them 10 a key
Shit, we finna see, nigga knew I been a G
Never needed The Unit
That's how them niggas remembered me
Yo c.o. coming I'm a holla in a minute B
Niggas on the yard tripping
I ain't got the energy
Had a couple jail fights them
Niggas couldn't finish me
25 to life
No fucking corona
Just animals in this bitch and
I ain't trusting a soul
So while I'm up in here I might
As well make the best of it
And pray to the lord he take
Care of the rest of it
25 to life
Got me feeling like I'm stuck
Only reason I survived because I
Don't give a fuck
Nothing but bad luck
And I ain't never cried a tear
Never going home
Nigga fuck around and die here
I'm getting sick and tired
Of these newcomers
I've been locked up for more
Than a few summers
Still gotta do numbers
Still gotta do numbers
Looking at pictures of Keri
Hilson on the wall
Dick hard as a cucumber
Relax my mind
Hit the yard and shoot a few jumpers
Really wanna shoot something
Who the fuck wanna do something
This named
Told me I was the hardest nigga to ever hit
The yard since Pac was on Death Row
I'm about to go fuck with
My niggas on D block
Cause he know what to do when
These niggas be taking cheap shots
Ask a nigga how long he got, he said about 9
Then we start having
Conversations about Shyne
Homie just got out, shit it's about time
We click cause he about his
And nigga I'm about mine
So not near a nigga here can talk
About Shyne and Lil Wayne neither
Get your pussy ass outlined
Niggas ain't stopping me
Especially with me and my
Nigga state property
I could feel it in the air
Niggas up in here is scared
Niggas up in here is queers
Niggas up in here is dead
I think you a c.o
I think you a fed
Snitches get stitches that's the type of
Shit we do in here
Who the fuck is you in here
You fucking with a killer
Better have a lion heart
Fucking with a dealer
Reputations get ruined here play
The game to win
Guns, I pack 10, the UCLA Bruin here
None of you fresh fish niggas
Couldn't do a year
Let alone a life sentence
I know R&B niggas harder than ya'll
Nigga Lyfe Jennings
Lloyd tried to rob my bank and
Got his fucking life ended
Now that I think about it dog
I'm starting to like prison
Next niggas get out of line I
Stick my knife in them