Various Artists - Penitentiary Chances lyrics

[Intro: Jim Jones] Now, do these n***as be banging like me? No They say they G, is they gangstas like me? No, no, no Is my guns good? Yes Is my ones good? Yes Do we run hoods? Yes, yes, yes [Verse: Styles P] Mr. Pinero, the President of the hood Rob sh**, extort sh**, embezzle sh** when I could My man's in the cell, but he still got his bums as H So when he touch back down, he'd be straight To stay loyal, n***as stay real I'll leave you hurt and put in work to Curtis Mayfield So when I kick down the door, n***as stay still And don't say, "chill", everybody die when I spaz out the spray grills Do I play games? No Do I trick dames? No Do I say names? No, no, no Do I k** sh**? Yes 'Til the d**h, n***a? Yes Do I rep, n***a? Yes, yes, yes [Chorus: Jim Jones] Who them n***as painting? the town red? Dipset Banks stop and we lay down bets, Byrd-Gang Who them n***as getting that money man? Dipset Dipset, Dipset, Dipset