Damm
Uh
Uh
Yo
Its like everywhere I go everywhere I turn
Man this shit don't ever stop
A nigga just can't get away you know what I mean
There they go right there
I gotta get away
We still doing the do
F*ck all that
Every day its on city
I stay on my toes
I been ducking 5 0
Since I was 12 years old
I remember when they use to
Hand out baseball cards
That was before all the banging
And the G ride cars
Little innocent niggas
Blazing weed and such
Most of us hadn't yet
Even had our dick sucked
Though we was young
We always knew they had it for us
So every time they came around
We hit them corners
We would run and get away
Just to live another day
Full of weed and Alize
To help cope with the pain
A few homies got took
Some way too soon
A lot more doing life now
Howling at the moon
Wishing I could break'em all out
But I'm stuck in the same
Tryna figure things out
And bring about some change
Till then I'm on the run
Living in the shadows
It's f*cking with my mind
Man I be Paranoid to travel
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
Just had a baby so I can't see jail
But daddy still gotta take chances to prevail
A few homies made it out
But most of us still here
Little niggas still wilding
Wicked west siding
The homie Chucky doing well
We had some words on the phone
He staying fit and strong
Cus where he at it be on
That California lifestyle
Always got a nigga rollin
Never knowing wondering
How will it all end up
But thats just life I guess
So every day I'm stressed
Trying not to get stretched
It ain't no easy task
Not when you known in the streets
For your criminal past
So forever Im running
Steady dodging the law
I been thru all the banging
Now a city here to ball
But the johnnies stay on me
I be creeping and shit
Thats what it is
When a nigga really deep in this shit
F*ck'em all
I'ma ball till my last breath
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
Yo
This one here
Is for all of those living that life
Running the streets
Swerving in the fast lane
Getting that rep
And building that wealth
We gotta do what's necessary
For our young futures to survive
Yeah
G-Boy - Jail Cell Lyrics
G-Boy - Jail Cell Lyrics
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English
Damm
Uh
Uh
Yo
Its like everywhere I go everywhere I turn
Man this shit don't ever stop
A nigga just can't get away you know what I mean
There they go right there
I gotta get away
We still doing the do
F*ck all that
Every day its on city
I stay on my toes
I been ducking 5 0
Since I was 12 years old
I remember when they use to
Hand out baseball cards
That was before all the banging
And the G ride cars
Little innocent niggas
Blazing weed and such
Most of us hadn't yet
Even had our dick sucked
Though we was young
We always knew they had it for us
So every time they came around
We hit them corners
We would run and get away
Just to live another day
Full of weed and Alize
To help cope with the pain
A few homies got took
Some way too soon
A lot more doing life now
Howling at the moon
Wishing I could break'em all out
But I'm stuck in the same
Tryna figure things out
And bring about some change
Till then I'm on the run
Living in the shadows
It's f*cking with my mind
Man I be Paranoid to travel
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
Just had a baby so I can't see jail
But daddy still gotta take chances to prevail
A few homies made it out
But most of us still here
Little niggas still wilding
Wicked west siding
The homie Chucky doing well
We had some words on the phone
He staying fit and strong
Cus where he at it be on
That California lifestyle
Always got a nigga rollin
Never knowing wondering
How will it all end up
But thats just life I guess
So every day I'm stressed
Trying not to get stretched
It ain't no easy task
Not when you known in the streets
For your criminal past
So forever Im running
Steady dodging the law
I been thru all the banging
Now a city here to ball
But the johnnies stay on me
I be creeping and shit
Thats what it is
When a nigga really deep in this shit
F*ck'em all
I'ma ball till my last breath
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
Yo
This one here
Is for all of those living that life
Running the streets
Swerving in the fast lane
Getting that rep
And building that wealth
We gotta do what's necessary
For our young futures to survive
Yeah
Uh
Uh
Yo
Its like everywhere I go everywhere I turn
Man this shit don't ever stop
A nigga just can't get away you know what I mean
There they go right there
I gotta get away
We still doing the do
F*ck all that
Every day its on city
I stay on my toes
I been ducking 5 0
Since I was 12 years old
I remember when they use to
Hand out baseball cards
That was before all the banging
And the G ride cars
Little innocent niggas
Blazing weed and such
Most of us hadn't yet
Even had our dick sucked
Though we was young
We always knew they had it for us
So every time they came around
We hit them corners
We would run and get away
Just to live another day
Full of weed and Alize
To help cope with the pain
A few homies got took
Some way too soon
A lot more doing life now
Howling at the moon
Wishing I could break'em all out
But I'm stuck in the same
Tryna figure things out
And bring about some change
Till then I'm on the run
Living in the shadows
It's f*cking with my mind
Man I be Paranoid to travel
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
Just had a baby so I can't see jail
But daddy still gotta take chances to prevail
A few homies made it out
But most of us still here
Little niggas still wilding
Wicked west siding
The homie Chucky doing well
We had some words on the phone
He staying fit and strong
Cus where he at it be on
That California lifestyle
Always got a nigga rollin
Never knowing wondering
How will it all end up
But thats just life I guess
So every day I'm stressed
Trying not to get stretched
It ain't no easy task
Not when you known in the streets
For your criminal past
So forever Im running
Steady dodging the law
I been thru all the banging
Now a city here to ball
But the johnnies stay on me
I be creeping and shit
Thats what it is
When a nigga really deep in this shit
F*ck'em all
I'ma ball till my last breath
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
They tryna throw me in a cell
But Im already doing life on the streets or in jail
Yo
This one here
Is for all of those living that life
Running the streets
Swerving in the fast lane
Getting that rep
And building that wealth
We gotta do what's necessary
For our young futures to survive
Yeah
Writer: Octavio Becerra
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave