The Beginning lyrics

[Intro]
I’d like to welcome all y’all mother fu**ers out there
All y’all mother fu**ers sitting on the college
All y’all bad b*tches with yo thong up ya ass
All y’all doctors and sh*t who fu*k with n*gga music
I’d like to welcome all y’all mother fu**ers to penitentiary chances
Boosie badazz and c-murder n*gga
Ha ha ha ha
This sh*t here for the straight, you know
This for everybody
Ain’t go say it’s for the streets n*gga
This for the grandman in the rocking chair
This for the ‘lil n*gga on the corner with the rocks in his mouth
This for the ‘lil 13 year old ‘lil girl think she a woman
Gotta have yo pus*y clean first before you think you a woman
You heard me, so when you go out there doing that sh*t you doing ‘lil mamma
You taking what ?
Penitentiary chance
So we go keep this mo fu**er rocking
You know for everybody who love a n*gga music
You know all the hot girls all the good girls who gon be hot girls
When they need a thug n*gga like me you heard me
Now you riding with a thug n*gga in the car
And guess what you taking when you riding with a thug n*gga like me penitentiary chances
So we go keep this sh*t rocking right, and I
Man I do this sh*t with my mother fu**ing eyes closed dawg I ain’t lying bro
When I come home bruh, the fu**ing game is mine
n*gga gotta get out my way bruh
Album I’m coming with I’m naming that mother fu**er touchdown to Nicole’s field
Cause that’s what ima do n*gga touchdown Nicole’s hill
Yeah man but simple I just been thinking bruh
Like like n*ggas turning they back on a n*gga bruh
All that sh*t a n*gga did for a n*gga bruh
n*gga said my mamma was his mamma
n*gga see my mama inside the grocery store and hide behind the snicker bar
b*tch ass n*gga
Damn I was blind out there, but guess what
Now I know, who real and who ain’t real
And that’s a blessing bruh cause now that’s more for me
More for me you know I was sitting talking to C one day
You know we was sitting laid back and that n*gga say bruh
What’s wrong with the fu**ing world today man
All these n*ggas man these n*ggas tripping pants up they ass
Man these n*ggas, man these n*ggas out they bodies
It’s time for that real sh*t to come down
Some sh*t like penitentiary chances and ima bring that real sh*t back
You know that’s all I know n*gga I come from jealous town
Which is n*ggas go fillet me on like steaks with the toothpicks still in the steak
I’m ratchet I take the toothpicks out and stick in in my mouth and keep that b*tch in there for a week
Fu**ing thug life man that’s all I know man fu*k damn bruh
I just feel like talking some bullsh*t right now fu*k n*gga when I come home n*gga
Promoters listen up if you ain’t got a hunnid up there demanding you ain’t booking me on it
If I ain’t selling my merchandise at every show you ain’t booking me on it
So that’s how I’m coming bruh, this big money talk right now this boss man n*gga and I ain’t just talkin’ bout that living n*gga I shed blood for it believe that n*gga and guess what it’s penitentiary chances live in 3D n*gga live in mother fu**ing 3D n*gga
C ima let you talk some sh*t man ima let you talk some sh*t
I’m finna talk to this hoe I got me in Australia I on it even know what this hoe be saying but she be breaking daddy off
Ba bye