Hit # 9 in Comedy #4 in (AC) ( Fall 2005 )

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Writen just before the Irv Gotti Trial, hoping they would go to prision.

Yo, yo, yo, stop cupcakin'
It ain't your birthday, stop frontn' It ain't your birthday,
Your gona put you in the penitentuary today
We gonna Ferris Buler your Ferarri, and spill bicardi on your Armani
you know what we don't give a f***
cuz it's your prision day! bi***

[Chorus]
We gonna put you in da pen, where there is no bi***es & no dancing
Can't find him in the club, got caught selling drugs
Rappers think they be shootn off slugs
I'm ain't sending a hex, I'm sending love,
So tell all the thugs, 50 got punked
put you in da pen, where there is no bi***es and no dancing YO!

We pull up front, you saw the gaurds on patrol
When you roll 50 cell blocks deep it's fo' real yo!
Niggas heard who I was, and wanna show me butt love
and when you in da pen, these niggas wanna f***
homie now something changed, pants down, ass puckered up
Now I hired Mr. Snuff to roll my weed up
If you listen to how I rap you'll mistake me for a lil bi***
so pop off your shells if you think I'm a wimp
In the hood everybody saying "G U NOT"
its too bad you didn't die from thoes 9 shots
Hella in Cali these fools know your loco
just for breakn' Murder Inc's choke hold
Now your feeling like a prisioner man, doing you time
at night the shanks on the floor, you can hear um grind
The guards said ain't feeling your style, make me run another 8 miles
His boyfriend wanna get tired, so I'm can make his smile


[Chorus]

YO! your flow, its all show, but not your ego
in prision you don't get fancy things
no crib, no cars, no pools, no jewels
Look n*** going to prision leave a man changed

And we spread love, way more then you hate
So 50 if you mad? You'll be the reason we make it
In the prison cell your dreaming of good life
til thoes f*** ass n*** start butt-f***ing you ass right?
In the prison they get to pumping like the beat of your song
now we askn' congress why is Tupac gone?
In the prision if its on fire, let the burn
they got mase and rubberball hand gernades I ain't concerned
So I'll a tell you what the streets told me, so go ahead and call your shooters up
If you can't play it strait we gonna get you and the Gotti's locked up
bullshit, bought jury, bullshit, our justice system is nothing, fake, lairs, cheaters, stealers
You know what this f***ing be (free speach)

Put you in da pen, where there is no bi***es and no dancing Go!! x3

We gonna put you in da pen, where there is no bi***es & no dancing
Can't find him in the club, got caught selling drugs
Rappers think they be shootn off slugs
I'm not sending a hex, I'm sending love,
So tell all the thugs, to watch their muthaf***ing mouth
or their gonna get punked

Your flow, its all show, but not your ego
in prision you don't get fancy things
no crib, no cars, no pools, no jewels
Look homie going to prision leave a man changed

Don't try to act like you ain't know where we been either n*** hahaha
you in the pen 24/7 hahaha go pop off in da yard hahaha
put you in da pen, where there is no bi***es and no dancing