[Intro]

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[Verse 1]

That nigga, played he gotta lay, that's all it is

One hour warnin' 'fore they killed him, let him call his kids

He got a bounty on his head, so niggas callin' dibs

His paper work was never straight, that's why they callin' fibs

You don't wanna linger 'round 'em problem kids

When everybody down to do it like they volunteers

The shoe terms and niggas hoppin' out of solitaires

You see the pain in the mother's and baby mama tears

Yeah, they dropped a kite, but you ready for war

Knife that you just buried in the yard will machete a door

Your girl beefin' with you, ain't no my cherie amour

She out there spiteful and she fuckin' your friend and your boy

Your son is seven and he askin' when you comin' home

But you don't wanna tell your boy the date 'cause it's gon' rub him wrong

You had to get a nigga scraped 'cause it was comin' to him

Got on the phone that very day and said it's nothin' wrong

Middle of the field is where the war's crackin'

I'm a general in battle, plus a war captain

High rankin' with the blacks just because my face

So when it's on, I'm who they want, I will get you erased

Play with us and find out

I'm bigger than this prison K spit at your mom's house

Run inside your cell lace fitted with knives out

I hang around a bunch of grave diggers and climb-outs

He told me he gon' kill him 'cause his baby need some Pampers

Say he owed a debt, but he stopped givin' niggas answers

It's way too close to Christmas to be givin' niggas chances

My dog got triple life, but walk around like he got five left

Won't a nigga in here touch me, nigga, that's on my chest

That ain't no tough guy shit, nigga, that's my respect

Plus the bussa's all around me if you try step

[Interlude]

So we walking out the shower, you feel me

And it's a situation where the CO's ain't come back yet

So once the CO's come back, you see everybody posted on the wall

Because niggas know what's about to happen

So boom, the nigga jump in his cell, start whammin' the nigga, whammin' him

The nigga stabbed the nigga like forty times

He lookin' up and I'm lookin' back like, it's over

[Verse 2]

County jail experiences that begin to make you callous

Bob Barker tags on us like we share a stylist

Imagine wakin' up and all you see outside is malice

Time for war and all that you gon' see outside is violence

Little niggas crashin' out for OG prior problems

And they wild enough to go outside and die about 'em

Been through all the niggas at my door sayin' 12 o'clock

They say they runnin' in here once they unlock 'em

And the coppers ain't gon' stop 'em 'cause they in it with 'em

It's a lose-lose every time you bicker with him

He got certain paperwork, I wouldn't kick it with him

If he a chomo and ain't dead, he lucky that he livin'

Fallout on the spice one more time and we knockin' you out

We gon' remove you if you makin' it hot in the house

I like my free staff snappy and quiet with the mouth

They wanna search me, but the dope been popped in the mouth

That's where I'm fuckin' up the dogs at

But where my dogs ready for the open combat?

It ain't no place for me to ever write my wrongs at

I promise that he finna die if he don't fall back

This a big dog to a small cat

Get you picked off like a quarterback

Could call me Jigsaw where the horrors at

You take a life from one of us and you gon' owe it—

[Interlude]

One thing I'ma leave on the camera for y'all to remember this word right here: GABOS

The name of the game is GABOS

Game Ain't Based On Sympathy

If you got sympathy in this fight, you ain't gon' never make it

[Outro]

I'm gonna find my way home

I've got to

Before I lose myself

Lose myself now

I've got to

Before I lose myself