fallin' asleep on death row

one lil

two lil

three lil g's

hangin' on the dope spot slangin' they keys

four lil

five lil

six lil cops

leanin' in the cut

'bout to get popped

not

knowin' i'm scopin' on the roof

i got my red beam

better have ya bulletproof

cause the light don't miss once i put it to ya dome

they got my homies jacked

now they reachin' for they chrome

al capone was a hero of mine

i've shot plenty niggas and cops

so fuck one time

where they at? where they at? oh

they in the back

so i gotsta take my time and make sure that my nine

get him

got him

spot him

shoot him

he's shot

and now they call me snoop gotti

i'm like a fugitive

harrison ford

slidin' in the chevy now the shit's gettin' heavy

but you know i can't choke so i call my nigga loc

gotta find the hideaway and a big bag of smoke

can't be fuckin' wit' my niggas while they makin' they dope

cause if ya slippin'

ya fallin' asleep on death row

now some muthafucka done snitched on me

and the judge just sentenced me to do about a century

i'm mobbin' through the county main line

back in 9500

just tryna handle mines

spittin' game at my homies about the good ol' days

as we try to pass time

waitin' for the chains

to chino

i see no reason to cry

when a nigga's still alive

right?

five o'clock wake up

call roll

call doggy dogg

be at the chow hall from there i roam the yard

still representin' to the fullest

so you know what time it is

i shank a nigga in a minute

abiding rules of the pen

i adapt quick

don't take shit from no nigga

hittin' pushups by the g's to get bigger

eight months

i'm on swole

my mind's clearer

everyday of my life i take a glimpse in the mirror

and guess what the fuck i'm startin' to see

i still regulate sleepin' in the penitentiary