Lyrics:
capital back in Alabama
We'd put Florida on the right track, 'cause we'd take Miami back
And throw all them pushers in the slammer
Oh, if the south woulda
(Heart for sale)
(Heart for sale)
(Heart for sale)
It's under a hammer
I'm a full time worker, baby
I'm a real body slammer
Aids, cancer, brain samples, eight years of propaganda
Incarcerated in the slammer
'Fore niggas even knew that crack was illegal
A tap on the needle
with me.
And even on your block smoke them like a fucked up bell,
Can't be caught by no Po-Po's can't be put in no slammer.
I don't be fucking with
And I'd put that capital back in Alabama
We'd put Florida on the right track, 'cause we'd take Miami back
And throw all them pushers in the slammer
Oh,
the slammer,
A free civilian with a house in Santa Ana,
If ya got a million, and live in Atlanta,
If you got a weak bladder, or can't climb a ladder,
What
the slammer,
A free civilian with a house in Santa Ana,
If ya got a million, and live in Atlanta,
If you got a weak bladder, or can't climb a ladder,
What
the stereo
Let's go down and vomit out of the window
Let's keep score of how many we kill
Two tequila slammers on the dashboard
There's an alcoholic
the slammer
and other rappers slipping like they rapping on banana's
but Luda stay focused like I've been rapping for the camera's
I'm deeper than the mind
on day number seven
And he won't call me a nigga when I get to heaven
[Verse Three:]
The same white man that threw me in the slammer
He bombed the church
nothin' like Santa (goddamn ya)
I'ma send yo' ass to the slammer
I'ma be there when the judge drop the hammer
Yeah, punk-bitch you better put it back
back in Alabama
We'd put Florida on the right track
'cause we'd take Miami back
And throw all them pushers in the slammer
Oh, if the south woulda won
We
back in Alabama
We'd put Florida on the right track
Cause we'd take Miami back
And throw all them pushers in the slammer
Oh, if the south woulda won
We
hard with the hammers
My niggas all in the slammer
Niggas want catch me slippin but
I don't walk in banana
I'm outchea strapper than velcro and
No I
gristle
Going hard with them hammers my
Niggas all in the slammer
Niggas want catch me slippin' but
I don't walk on bananas
I'm out here strapped-er than
the slammer, the police done caught him, like Dennis the Menace
Then gave him the sentence (ayy, hol' on, woo, woo)
'Bout two times, I done ran from the cops
with one eye open these niggas'll touch ya
I go to sleep with that Mac on the dresser
Shit, I feel like Tony Montana
Pray we don't go to the slammer
the slammer
Black car, panther
Shorty call, never answer
20 foreigns in the mansion
Diamonds on me and they dancin'
I don't really understand rappers
Skulls and crossbones and death bandanas
A liqueur store in every corner in Atlanta
Cops riding round tossing niggas in the slammer
Tell me what's
the dope slammers
Not me
It take a nation of niggas to hold us back
It take a nation of niggas to hold us back
It take a nation of niggas to hold us back
It
they won't, no they won't
The same white man that threw me in the slammer
He bombed the church in Alabama
So if I cock the hammer, God won't mind
God is comin' on day number seven
And he won't call me a nigga when I get to heaven
The same white man that threw me in the slammer
He bombed
I'm home from the slammer, was gone for the hammer
Stompin' the yard like a gamma
Niggas was goin' bananas, I'm calm like a camel
I'm smokin' that
white
He just tryna chase his dream plus his daughter needs some wipes
And some pampers so he don't give a fuck about the slammer
He just tryna stay
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