Yeah you know what I'm sayin, these lil flodgin ass niggas
Come down on the lower level actin like they hard.
Off the street ass punk! Yaint bout shit nigga!
Bring that shit to the floor nigga, got 4 mo muthafuckin days nigga
Go get yo ass delt with bitch!
Nigga gone get yo mufuckin ass put in a piledriver nigga.
Bring it to the floor muthafucka
You can't fuck wit this pimp nigga (Vrroom Vrroom Vroom)
Don't get yo ass put into a muh fuckin piledriver like I said aaaaa

[Juicy J]
It started out a 201 lock down
Me and paul in a holdin' cell
Waitin to use the fuckin phone
Waitin to get our fuckin bail
Some people think 2 0 1 is just a place for cops and robbers
Niggas still smokin weed constantly, passing dollars
Mase in yo face when it's time to get buckwild
Cuz lawyer fees are high as hell
Payin these can't even help my trial
So while I'm thinkin to myself
A nigga walked right up to me
Lookin me up and down wit a frown
Smellin like a bottle of Crown
But I don't give a fuck
Cuz this hoe gone make me make the news
For shankin niggas in the neck
Whippin glocks and takin shoes
He threw up a gang sign
I turned my back didn't pay em no mind
And when I looked around again
He threw it up another time
I said yo what's up fool
Is there somethin that your trying to proove
I aint wit that gang shit
He smiled and fired up a Kool
Walked a little closer to me
I'ma pull them dreds up outta his head
He didn't show no violent act
But in a low tone this is what he said

[Chorus:]
Killa, Killa, whatcha gonna do
Get blessed in the red, or get blessed in the blue?
On the 34th floor they got them G's claimin true
So whatcha gonna do, young killa

[Scarecrow]
Ya gotta have somebody watchin somebody else
And them watchin somebody too
While you watchin everybody
Cuz they ass is out to get you
No matter if you
In the dope game
Or the rap game
Or what situation
You hear my friend
There is no such thing as a fuckin friend
Mabye you got to get them secretly
They out to get you
Can't no love be in yo heart
By the way fuck these hoes too
You know they just as devious as ni-gga-ros
That ho don't love yo ass
And fool if you was broke she'd blow like smoke
And fuck these police ass niggas, snitches pull the sword
Stab you in ya back for a muthafuckin re-ward
Junky muthafuckers sittin down at the precinct
Lookin at pictures trying to damnify a nigga
On the realla man, this game is so filthy
And everybody guilty, niggas talkin trilly
So keep next to clip see
Man trust is somethin that I never had much faith in
Cuz fuckin wit niggas you will end up in the state pen

[Chorus:]

[Dj Paul]
Yeah, aww shit they shine blues up on my candy
They said somebody done dropped a dime these
Playa hatas can stand me
And now my burbans on the wrecker and I'm down in Lebanon
In the back of the car, I'm hope'n I see tha 9-7-11
45 they done brought that dog
Me and Crunchy eye to eye while chris be snuffin in dro
I heard a roomer that damn hound done found my stash box
For I done had for juice a blow
And a infrared on my 40 and a glock
Aww fuck, we on our way to the deuce 0 1
This shit was cool to rap about but now it ain't so fun
But little do they know ends make friends
I had to spend plenty of em
Boo we ain't seein no pen least this shit

[Gangsta Boo]
Nigga let me ask you are you really down wit yo gang?
Or when you get locked up do that shit change
Now I'm comin real, tryna know the deal
Bout you killas, are you just them shiesty niggas
That hang around drug dealers
When yo ass be locked up
Ho, do you be like doin chores
For so cockin that you in
Like gd's and vice lords
Let this lady kick some knowledge
For niggas that's full of flodgin
It's garuanteed to get fucked up
By the real bosses killa killa killa
Whatcha gonna do, is yo color red or blue
You fucked up, you gonna get stuck up because you ain't true
For that simple reason, found you shanked, and bleedin, in yo cell
Now yo ass done bought a one way ticket to a burnin hell

Yeah for you niggas that's thinkin that 2 on 1 is a joke
(A muthafuckin game)
You muthafuckas (watch you back nigga)
A nigga need to work that trunk ho
Rock man, rock man let me get some rock man
(Rock man pass the muthafuckin Kool-aid bitch!)
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Lock Down Lyrics

Three 6 Mafia – Lock Down Lyrics