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Music by: Xzibit
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[Verse 1]
[Dm]Yeah[Am], today[Dm]
the big day
[Am]
[Dm]
[Am][E]

[Verse 2]
[Am](Xzibit)
Been here [Dm]four years,
eleven months and twenty- nine hot ones
One more day and I'm a free
man walkin
Leavin from [Am]be hind these gates, I paid
my debt to the state
And ever since they took
the weights
[Dm]Wasn't much for a nigga
to do but start thinkin
Wishin I was back home drinkin
every weekend
[Am]Remember like it's yesterday,
eight- teen and?
I can't remember [Dm]the letters
[Am]I just wrote a lot of them
[Dm]Goin for a ride that I cannot [E]stop
[Dm]Set up shop in Cochran, connect the dots
And [Am]for those that don't know,
thats the Pen- East to Fresno
Northeast to Baskersfield, fuck
"Let's Make a Deal"
Livin around [Dm]niggaz who kill,
right [E]along [Dm]with the niggaz who will
At the drop of a hat,
[Am]sharpen up anything hard to stab you with that
Niggaz givin up the manhood
they can't get back
It's a [Dm]sick university,
murder the cirriculum
Concrete campuses, I miss
Los Angeles
[Am]More than that I'm missin
my kids
Missin my turf, missin my bitch,
what could be worse?
[Dm]Shouldn't have asked that, called
the bitch collect (It's Xzibit)
Some nigga picked up,
wanted to break her neck
When [Am]kites slide up under your door,
you slide them back
Cause when you pick em up [E]an d read em
that's where you're [Am]at
And if [Dm]you ain't rollin with that
then watch your back
Level four right away,
gettin hit the same day
Playin [Am]the price for the games
you play
Never realize how precious time is
til you give it away
Can't re[Dm]member
what a t- bone taste like
I stayed awake nights listening
to the sounds of prison life
[Am]Motherfuckers cryin,
shanks gettin sharpened
Tacs gettin taced up, plottin and talkin
[Dm]Sellin everything from weed to
blow
When it's time for you to go
you're the last to know
[Am]Niggaz holdin weight,
essays got the power
Locked down,
one shower every seventy- two hours
[Dm]Top ramen, tuna,
trigger happy sharpshooters
Waitin for the jump off, can't
wait to thump off
[Am]Had to smash a nigga readin
my shit
Tryin to intercept my outside
and write my bitch
I seen [Dm]niggaz sleep for weeks,
get too weak
And then physically and mentally
cannot compete
[Am]Find new shit to master,
make the time move faster
Home sweet home,
shipped off to Land Caster
[Dm]Kept a low pro,
close to home and I'm trippin
Time to catch up with all the shit that
I been missin
[Am]Everybody runnin they mouth, pussy
to count
Cause bitches in Cali love
niggaz thats freshed out
But [Dm]some of these niggaz on swipe
Gettin out with the virus caught
from the nigga he liked
Fuck [Am]that,
when I touch back I got plans
If I can't rock the powder,
rock the fans
Give my [Dm]naked pictures away,
shake some hands
Hope I never seen none of you
motherfuckers again
[Am]On all times take the long walk
to the front gate
Dress out expandin shit,

[Verse 3]
today my release date
(Talking)
(X) Alright my niggaz, I'm gone,
[Fdim]see you in da outs [G#m]dog, w[F#]oo![F]
(G) What's up [Bbm]nigga
(X) Yeah, what's [Bb]up nigga
[F](G) Hey get in the car, my [F#]nigga, sup X?
[F]Here goes ya motherfuckin chain nigga
[Bbm]Luck y I didn't pawn
that motherfucker
(X) Ha, [F]yeah right
Check it out dog, every
[Gb]body know that you just got out
That shit was all on the radio
[F]But dig it I got two strip[Bbm]pin bitches
Just flew in from
motherfuckin Las Vegas
Ready to get [F]down and dirty, I got a pound of [F#]weed,
got on the Hennessy
Everybody at the club waitin, what you
wanna do?
(X) Take me to the motherfuckin studio
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