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Correct Out On A Furlough Lyrics
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Correct Out On A Furlough
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car* pulls up Hey * fellas Any of you guys seen Willie Calloway Wille? who man, What? you talkin bout Calloway? Willie, Calloway What this fool talkin bout Yeah? If y'all think I'm goin back to that muthafucka you're, crazy Muthafuckas [ VERSE 1 W: C.]. It all started on a Saturday night yo, I, was restin my nerves Coolin at the pad smokin, herb Had a show the next day so, I figured I'd rest Cause when I throw a show I, like to give it my best Yo that's, when I heard the telephone ring It was my homie named Gee big, baller from around the way Said he had a party and he wanted me to come And I couldn't even front cause, I owed him one See Gee, was a homie from a long time ago When I was young he, used to let me get the rag 6-4 I used to sell dope with him even, went to jail with him He put me down ain't, no way I could forget about him So now I got myself coolin at a party On amp playin, dominos drinkin, Bacardi Sittin at a table with some fools I don't know Rollin the Endo and, sippin on Cisco I had a feelin that just wouldn't quit Bein around too many high rollers made me itch I ain't the one to wear silk so, I felt like a jerk Cause I was the only in some jeans and a t-shirt Fools kept stearin at me lookin, kinda funny Big Six on the table takin all the money The party was on until the drink got low That's when Gee slid me 10 to make a run to the sto' He wanted me to roll with his homie named Joe Smart baller by, the way who, drove a raggedy Pinto That's when I knew right then and there I had a funny-ass feelin it was trouble in the air Cause now I'm on the roll with this nigga named Joe Who wore [ ]???with a big-ass afro Just my luck we got pulled to the side (What happened )?Cocaine in the back of the ride Since I ain't a snitch I, was thrown in the jailhouse Doin 5 years over dope I didn't know about No more women and, no more shows Wish I was out on a furlough [ CHORUS ] Time again you wanna lock me up Lock me up lock, me up Time again you wanna lock me up A nigga like me you, wanna lock me up [ VERSE 2 W: C.]. So now I'm in the jailhouse gettin all swoll' Doin 2 to 5 for this nigga I don't know Fools say jail ain't nothin to sweat But if you ain't got a rep you, gotta claim your set But I don't bang y'all, so, what can I say I'm? just a funky rapper from around the way But right in my face about a million brothers stood Throwin up gangsigns representin, they neighborhood Brother named Black who ran the yard Told me "Bust, a funky rap and, you won't need a bodyguard" Don't get me wrong y'all, I'm, far from soft But for the next six months I was rappin my ass off Now here we go I, had the whole jailhouse Rockin back and forth and, even the wardens Threw their hands in the air while I bust a rhyme But now the chow line y'all, was, one big showtime But that's when a riot jumped off And they threw me in the box for startin it off They told me for the next 7 months if, I laid low Then I'd be egible for a furlough [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3 W: C.]. Finally I'm out on a furlough Back on the streets in a Coupe that's sittin kinda low Yo come, to find that the group Low Pro done went solo Now it's all aobut the Maad Circle I'm hangin out with Tunes and Coolio Drinkin out the brown paperbag dodgin, my P O.I'm. only 'posed to be out for one day But the judge don't know that I'm a runaway Something like a fugitive but, I don't run I, bust back y'all, No more sittin in the hole eatin chew balls Now I pack my bag and grab my gat And have the Maad Circle put me down on contract And lay low like a snake in the grass Change my profile and do away with the past And now I'm gettin paid to be a vocalist Accordin to the law though, I'm wanted on a hit list Crazy Tunes Coolio, and Gee's the Maad Circle And still to this day yo, I'm, out on a furlough [ CHORUS ] (He's probably twenty-somethin years old And he gon' do 20 probably, gon' do 20 years That's what he hollerin about you, know Cause? the guy he's, - he 20 years old You know he, in his twenties He's rude and, all that right there you, know He might - It's just like me I: came in the penitentiary when I was 22 years old You know that's, - that's the baby You know now, - now I'm 40 You see what I'm sayin The? man talkin bout he want me to do - 20 mo' years)
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