מילים לשיר Handle Your Time – Xzibit

Oh my goodness! look what they sendin through nowadays
Ah, its a light
And he got a smirk on his face like its all of that Yeah, well we gone see what it is (convict 1 xzibit) What you in for, everything under the sun Recently, got me first degree wit a hot gun Thats my third strike, so xzibit cant go home Fight to see daylight like sylvester stallone Dont ask too many questions nigga, keep that on the d
My family might mistake you for an undercover c
Last one that tried didnt make it past bookin Five times in the neck when everybody was lookin (convict 2 sadat x) Thats youre third felony, I believe strike three
You see the judge, but he dont budge Remanded and stranded, to the cold steel granite Lost to the world, your moms and your girl
Keep your weight up, or your ass get ate up Cats is stickin, straight up Wit the shank, get more time in the tank Ask hank, he bout to bank, killed a cop wit high rank They gave him life and now another cat is fuckin his wife (convict 1 xzibit) Just because Im locked down dont mean the hustlin stop Her
You a new recruit, so today Im lettin you slide But tomorrow youll be confronted wit the twos in the side If you a smart mothafucker, youll be fallin wit mine Behind bars, no bitches and cars, we only got time Were Im from, time is money and got neither to waste Once in a while catch a cannanite in the wrong place Beat him down, break the strongest hand, piss in his face
Strike fear, play the rear, fore he catchin a case
Low Plus the female c Chorus (sadat x) 2x This is your new home boss, where you survive at all costs
And if you dont, well its only your loss Youre only here cuz you tried to force and be the boss, ha Handle your time like a man yo (convict 1 xzibit) So its my twenty
You know no matter what it take, we gotta celebrate Fuck stayin straight, hair braided by this muslim cat Regulate the whole yard, now we got the straps Niggas say "who the fuck is that? " The xCorrectional facilities, basically you dont wanna fuck wit these Murders and felonies keep you company ("yeah!") (convict 3 kid creole) And yes yall, come on in ("yeah") All you brand new heffer, sissy, soft bootyYeah bitch, welcom to central booking ("yeah") A sleep
Clappers Even bitch
Get on your ? ("yeah"), get out the blood on your ? married character?
Kitten
(convict 2 sadat x) Im all good, as I telephone my hood At first I was shook, tried to play by the book But you cant bid your time by stayin in the cell
Im gettin high everyday like I was still on the corner Where Im in fat pink caps, new york to california Makin deals for mills, holdin cigarette lottos Givin cats pills, and tell em "yo try those!" Niggas try to scheme but my team is tight We as shady as the night and bring fright to sight
Hey you be aight, but dont act like a sucka Aint you aint got to be the wildest mothafucker Use control, put a cat in whole if hes broke And let em know, I just wanna serve my time and go
And flow, lay low, try to grab some dough Aiyyo I aint tryin to jail, somebody post my bail (convict 2 sadat x) (convict 3 kid creole) Yo man shhh, I need some new kicks man (oh what? oh shut the fuck up!)
Somebody got some at least some money man (nigga what!) Or something man, I aint get no letters man (you gone be my bitch tonight, what) Niggas forgettin about me man (Ill poke yall, dont come on the island)
Namsayin, supposed to be my crew (dont be on the island when I get there) (mothafucker, what ah um!)
Cant even make collect phone calls Tryin to jam my collect calls now
(you will be mines tonight mothafucker!) Nobody aint home, nobody wanna write me(mine you hear me!) I aint got nuttin to read, yaknamsayin (youll be mine tonight mothafucker!) Aint nobody put no money on my book (dont fall asleep tonight bitch!) Its like Im starvin in here This aint no fun.