Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Hole , by - X-Raided. Release date: 21.09.2009
Song language: English
The Hole |
| Stepped of the bus handcuff and shackles |
| Hella tight on my ankles cuz the cops an asshole |
| Left Tracy headed to new Folsom «Penaten» |
| 82 point strong but left with 4 to the millenium |
| Can’t have fucc visits no more |
| Southerners is still trippin so we still at war |
| I heard niggas wanna see me dead |
| I heard they waitin on me |
| With bonecrushers hatin on me |
| And I’m on my only |
| The Northern Cali Crip carved your shadow |
| Seems like I’m on my own when it’s time to battle |
| Niggas have to tell the cops everything they know |
| It ain’t the way it used to be homie that’s for sure |
| My nigga Ernest Powell told me how it used to be |
| Nowadays snitches run the penitentiary |
| Real niggas got it bad if they ache to beef |
| Can’t get a job so you be stuck in the cell watchin T. V |
| I hit the yard wit a mean mug |
| I ain’t the biggest nigga but I gives mean fucc |
| You talk shit to my low cuz you on swoll |
| Bring your knife to the yard nigga |
| We goin to the hole |
| You better bring your knife to the yard |
| Cuz you be mean muggin niggas like you hella hard |
| Now you gotta bring your knife to the yard |
| I gives a fucc if you swoll |
| We goin to the hole |
| Now I’m in the hole |
| I think I’m goin crazy |
| Paranoid thinkin everybody tryin to play me |
| Fade me |
| Feelin like I’m stuck in a maze |
| Cuz I ain’t seen the sun in 66 days |
| Hairs in braids stickin up like Coolio |
| No deodorant No toothpaste cuz you a ho |
| Put me in the cross so I had to blast ya |
| You probably gonna snitch on me I wouldn’t put it paste ya |
| Niggas would rather snitch than retaliate |
| Ain’t given a fucc about the shoe |
| Cuz I ain’t got no date |
| And were they wrong I wish I was awol |
| Instead of sittin in the cell starin at a fuccin wall |
| If you ever done time you know just what I’m feelin |
| Layin on your bunk countin the cracks in the ceilin |
| Thinkin bout all the shit you did in the past |
| When I get out the hole I’m get your snitchin ass mothafucca |
| You better bring your knife to the yard |
| Cuz you be mean muggin niggas like you hella hard |
| Now you gotta bring your knife to the yard |
| I gives a fucc if you swoll |
| We goin to the hole |
| You better bring your knife to the yard |
| Cuz you be mean muggin niggas like you hella hard |
| Now you gotta bring your knife to the yard |
| I gives a fucc if you swoll |
| We goin to the hole |
| Niggas say what they gonna do when they see me |
| But when they see me but when they be askin for autographs |
| That’s on the GB |
| In the pen steady thuggin |
| Like flesh & bone |
| Pull out a Kisu |
| Hit 'em in the neck then I’m gone |
| In the pen you meet all sorts of kind a niggas |
| With different attitudes everybody think they bigga |
| Then the next man |
| But this savage can’t be goin out like the average |
| So back up off the X man |
| Bustin down with the machine |
| It’s Africans and Northerners and cops paccin mini 14s |
| Can’t stop, won’t stop the emotion |
| Gotta stand strong it be on in new Folsom |
| Step out the cell peep the yard feel the tension |
| Shit be goin on that a nigga can’t mention |
| Keep my bacc against the wall |
| Watchin the drama as it unfolds |
| It’s riot time |
| We goin to the hole |
| You better bring your knife to the yard |
| Cuz you be mean muggin niggas like you hella hard |
| Now you gotta bring your knife to the yard |
| Cuz the Northern Cali Car be pullin ho calls |
| You better bring your knife to the yard |
| Cuz you be mean muggin niggas like you hella hard |
| Now you gotta bring your knife to the yard |
| Igives a fucc if you swoll |
| We goin to the hole… nigga |