South Central Cartel - County Bluez lyrics

[ INTRO ] Damn.I must be dreamin I can't be dreamin. I don't see no motherf**in b**hes I can diss Damn. All these motherf**in brothers around me I know that motherf**er I know him and I know that punk I'm in this motherf**in county again Feelin the bluez... [ VERSE 1 ] Damn in the county again another felony 2 and a half could be the strech so they tellin me sh** I ain't wid it but I deal wid the sh** Laid back take a hit on a hunk and spit In a safe n***a damn I ain't wit this Punk cops walkin by with a sh** list Going down for a bronko with a big old G Stuck his a** with the 4 cause he's f**in with P Only time on my hand and its k**in me Gettin punked by the motherf**in deputy Keep your shoulder on the wall n***as don't look back Because I'm black they think a brother don't know how to act All the gangsters gangster don't be tricked The n***a tryin to be yo friend but you might get picked Or get faded you'll be cool playa friend Saggin you up to get up in you a** f**ed up livin as a number sh** I gotta make it so I pipe down Cold chillin in the county where a punk gets clowned [ Hook ] Now I'm dressed in the county bluez Cause in the county you know everybody Now I'm dressed in the county bluez Damn another felony thats what they tellin me [ VERSE 2 ] In the county bluez I refused to be a s**er And hold my breath for a punk motherf**er Yo a damned gangster in the system of hell again Where men beat men and men f** men Six in the mornin called on a roof top Callin my number as I stand with my hands locked To a fool who did a 187 yo life is a b**h In the county its like d**h row Punk a** deputies talk like they all that I stock on the ground if I talk I get ratpacked Yeah you gotta play their game or get f**ed up Put in the box like a dog you get locked up Yeah they call us n***as they diss us and they talk sh** Put us in a cell with a n***a holdin a hard dick Yeah I pulled a ???? and I puff on it I got a letter from Shay with I love you on it Damn another day of this I might a-walk Fools gettin shanked and hunged in a shower hall Havik I'm doin my time with the crazy fools Yo I'm dressed in these county bluez [ Hook ] Man I'm tired of these motherf**in deputies Tellin me to put my hands in my pockets And my shoulders on the wall And my b**h ain't even brought me my wet ?photo? yet Man I'm tired of these bluez [ VERSE 3 ] Home again lover G in the premises Kickin a** is my everyday business You check me cause on the streets I'm cool But your the county off known to bring to change a fool On the streets I'm a G in the county I'm O.G E to the E from the S.C.C Shackled down because I'm out to f** son Punk motherf**ers with the 9 to try son Stupid a** gangs on the n***a you hate the law But we'll see who pushed off the shore Look I'm 23 and my problem is this I beat a b**h down and a b**h felt this Know I'm in a cell where I flow sh** Makin n***as bent over for some pole sh** n***as play me for crackin a young stupid a** cell mate Turned out tryin to perv a tray In the county you dare if you do what you don't do So one might try you or you might slide through The system smooth but f** with But in the county I'm down for this bullsh** Yeah........... [ Hook ] Damn. You mean to tell me I'm still in this motherf**in county This sh** is crazy. I guess I'mma learn and deal with this f**ed up a** sh** Life in the county jail My dumb ho still ain't brought my wet ?photo? yet Everytime I call home That f**ed up a** ho ain't at home And where she is The b**h want me to sell my collect car But I ........I guess you'll respect that sh** When you in the county Feelin these f**ed up a** bluez Feelin the bluez