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Before I Go Lyrics - The Gift - Bizzy Bone

You have been sentenced to 567 

I ain't even do shit what the fuck 

What? This is bullshit 

Before I go 

(What) 

 

Momma momma, I know I'm selling this marijuana God 

I do what I wanna but God they won't give me a job 

I scream and I holler and even tried to stop the cops 

Block my get away, I know I'm selling chop chop 

 

God when they send me away on the ten pop 

Waiting for, drama 'cause I'm skinny 

The streets may be hideous but the heat was pretty 

Candy made me die tittie why when we ride 

 

On to the nitty gritty slide on the system of lies 

With me and my pride I don't think I'm gonna make it alive 

(What) 

'Cause if I do 

I'm a be institute 

 

Sugar lies thugged out ever since PAC died 

I know what thugstas all about make a sacrifice for Christ 

These motherfuckers never could kill me twice 

(Kill me twice) 

Cracked pipes on the playground playground 

Playground playground playground 

 

Before I go to jail y'all 

Hell nah don't let 'em put me in a cell Lord 

Prays God now, prays God now, prays God now 

Before I go to jail, go to jail, go to jail 

 

As I sit in this jail cell hell 

Reading the mail mom sent to me 

I can tell she getting weary 

Where my daddy at, I don't give a fuck 

 

Nigga don't call me when his money stack ducking to kill us everyday 

Where the love at Bone Thug brand new 

I always been with God, but is God with you 

I keep hearing these voices 

 

Having a hell of my choices 

And telling us the poisons on my soul and Hennessey was the ointment 

See, Sateen still the enemy 

Never been a friend of me 

 

Especially in the fast lane 

I can't pretend to be an angel when I'm only a servant 

Content in service to the one and only undisputed with common courtesy 

None of y'all could've been worse then me 

 

I've stoled things that I ain't proud of 

I won't even mention the power 

CD I was getting near it 

If I die today I, I'd die a happy man, God bless the family 

 

Before I go to jail y'all 

Hell nah don't let 'em put me in a cell Lord 

Prays God now, prays God now, prays God now 

Before I go to jail, go to jail, go to jail 

 

Damn nobody sent me 20 dollars 

And my baby's mama's fried to kiss me 

You don't miss me I don't blame her I made it to be 

Family kept on dissin' me 

 

And got a letter I'm hoping to die quickly 

Hoping to die swiftly 

I'm going to take all these niggas with me 

And keep on testing me in the water and wonder why I don't cry 

 

'Cause they stiff as me 

520 years what the fuck is 5 more 

What am I here for 'cause I was blasting at the five O 

Lil run and blow it up 

 

My niggas grown up 

Throwing up gang signs 

And I was praying at the same time 

I tell 'em slow it up 

 

Hell no 

And don't you wind up in this hell hold 

If I can do it all again 

When I becoming a man 

 

Learning in prison 

All these criminals y'all don't know how the fuck they living 

But I ain't given up reading the bible everyday 

And only god can say I can pray 

 

Before I go to jail y'all 

Hell nah don't let 'em put me in a cell Lord 

Prays God now, prays God now, prays God now 

Before I go to jail, go to jail, go to jail 

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