Bing monstas
Bing monstas
Bing monstas

[Chorus:]
The lil homies don't got nothin to look forward to
The big homies don't got nothin to look forward to
1 go in, 1 go out
1 go in, 1 go out
And that's life on that same old chain gang
And that's life on that same old chain gang
And that's life on that same old chain gang
And that's life on that same old chain gang

[Verse:]
I keep a concrete open mind
I leave your brains on concrete you plot on mine
I got the chop cause my baby weigh 8 pounds
Fif hold 8 rounds
Police on the wylin shit that rascist bill o'reilly shit
My middle finger up sayin fuck the law
With a classy ass bitch that booth the raw
When I jump in the booth you can't ignore me
Clear up my throat kick off them mauris
Lean back hit a blunt
I lean back catch a stunt
My life is like monoply I'm tryna get the park place
New lex no hands roll up in the park space
Fuck a fed case, fuck a narc case
I'm in the aspen that's why you marks hate
I rather be carried by 6 than be hung by 12
The jurors can see me in hell

[Chorus]