Lock Down Tight chords by Ron C

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Verse 1
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I got popped, I was amazed,
phased and dazed
Em 
by the DEA's 12th gauge.
G 
Em 
Task force got busy and got with me,
how could it happen,
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Em 
somebody must have snitched on me.
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It's 4 in the morning
Em 
and the doors just roll,
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Em 
cell block just packed with
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young black folks.
Em 
From 17 to 40 this is where we're at,
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Em 
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I can't un  derstand why these
hoes holding us back.
CEOs steady tripping
Em 
and they got big guests,
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but us niggas in a joint
don't buy this crap.
Cuz everybody's down,
D 
Em 
but we don't sit together in a joint you're tough,
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but you don't sweat
leather combat boots
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Em 
And you're usually in
blue at 12 o 'clock.
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No, you might eat red soup
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D 
Em 
Head to the day room to watch the two
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some close to see motherfuckers
acting the fool over the TV
Em 
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They want to watch so train,
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Em 
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but the niggas in the back
want a Chicago game
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Em 
So what do we see we see a fight now?
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Em 
My ride is pumped
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and everybody is hyped
White boys gettin' rocked,
messes won't fight
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Pullin' shanks on the nigga,
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they ain't seein' sight
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Boys open bombs come and it's over,
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right?
Wrong nigga, they get some too
Em 
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But in the end they win,
D 
Em 
you heard the scoop
G 
Ten or twenty niggas in solitary
And you know damn well
D 
Em 
it's involuntary
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You might have five years
but you can do ten
Act a fool and get schooled
Em 
E 
I don't like the pen,
Em 
G 
but I'm locked down tight
F 
Yeah, they got a nigga locked down tight
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Em 
and a  motherfucker
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But it ain't shit, I'ma get out of this bitch
And when I tip, you straight stackin'
D 
Em 
You shoulda caught me  in the first place
G 
The pen ain't shit to me
All these punk -ass bars on my dick
You see I'm spendin' pain
and money on a bitch
Em 
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Motherfuckers gettin' raped,
turnin' gay
Ooh, I ain't got shit to say
Em 
D 
But I'm fixin' to tell you
G 
what's up with this shit, man
New day, I'm up, I'm aggravated CEO
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standing screaming it's unrelated
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Em 
Bullshit I'm bout to see in the mix
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Em 
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Em 
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I won't quit, so  get off my dick
D 
Em 
I'm on 2 row in cell number 4
We call it close cause it deep
G 
And  I'm holding my own
Now it's about time to
Em 
E 
hit the shower deep
Em 
And the first thing I witness
G 
is a R .A .P .E.
Damn, I thought he moved the gang
But the young dumb punk
puked salt on his face
Now that's another grown
man turned out
And without a doubt
he's suckin' dicks daily now
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E 
Givin' the lips quick, it's kinda sick
Em 
E 
Em 
It's like watchin' a homo
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sexual porno flick
Em 
And at the PC, Protective Custody
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Em 
G 
Con -drunk maggots,
claimin' and wantin' to be somethin' close to a woman
Em 
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But all these bitches with these dicks
get bent when I throw them
Em 
I'm a gunslinger, I don't give a fuck
G 
See a punk split his wig,
kick him in the gut
Popeye's a plump if I get stumped
Breakin' jaws, yes, y 'all,
I'll kill a muck
Suckers can't run, they gotta get flack
I'm 52, 87, 68, black
I'm the number, not a name
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Em 
E 
Simply trippin' on  things
Em 
Cause a nigga's life has
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been rearranged
Yes, sir, no, sir
Em 
I'm tired of this bullshit, I feel like explode
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Escape in the grip, suicides in my mind
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Em 
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Em 
But fuck it, I'm too strong
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G 
to go out like a smoker
And I'm still locked down, tight
D 
Em 
Right about now is when all you
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motherfuckers know what time it is
So check it out as I take
you on a trip with me
Em 
As we go through the
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peniten tiary
Here we go
In the pen, you gotta fuck
a fighter bust a 50
Ain't nothin' funny when it's
time to get nitty gritty
Gettin' dropped ain't a part of my plan
I'm throwin' right hooks
and followin' up with a blast
D 
How can you accept my punishment?
Em 
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Unless you're runnin' from it
G 
you're gonna get done and
finished in the end
Em 
Ain't nobody movin' but me
G 
I'm on the rack,
you're getting A -G -G
Talking a lot of iron,
Em 
frustration won't leave
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Until I got them young niggas set free
Em 
At the crib, chilling with the family deep
G 
It's so damn hard trying to cope in the P
Em 
G 
A thousand weeks to go
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before a nigga hit the streets
Em 
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They got a lot of crack on
the west side wing
Smokers paying money,
Em 
nothing but your dope fiend
G 
Getting real high in the penzo
What in the hell,
they wanna go home, bro?
I'm seeing this shit and it's
hard to believe
Rehabilitation ends, the penitentiary
Now how can this be,
my celly smokin' some weed
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Em 
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I  fucked a boss lady,
Em 
now she's payin' the seat
Penitentiary dick,
G 
it's hard as concrete
Shootin' nothing but your comm
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on the magazine
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Receivin' letters from the world
about the freak scene
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My old girl keeps right, she wants to do me
Em 
G 
The bitch say she's still cold,
true to me
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Em 
I've been locked up too, I got more to go
G 
I know she's fuckin', so fuck the hoe
Cause I'm locked down, tight
Em 
Yeah, look,
D 
Em 
G 
this is how it goes in the penitentiary
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I'm aggravated, frustrated,
Em 
but these hoes ain't gon'
dominate a nigga like the C
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Bitch, y are terrifying shit,
you're making me harder
than a motherfucker
Em 
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I'm talking to the youngster out there
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slinging and banging, remaining a fuck -up
All the bad motherfuckers are dead,
Em 
I hear what nigga did
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But you don't hear it through
As I sit on my bunk,
I start to think about my mother
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I love her dearly, I'd do anything for her
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I know she's mad upset and frustrated
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cause her first born son
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is left behind some gangsta men
I could be at the crib cutting the grass,
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washing the car and
getting A's in class
But I chose them roads in the fast lane,
Em 
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nothing but cocaine mak
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ing the big bank
Em 
Mama said son, slow down please,
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Em 
but it went on my ear
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and I  was headed for the streets
G 
Coming up like Tony Montana fool,
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was the only thing I ever intended to do
But then, I got popped,
G 
I was amazed, phased and dazed
by the D .A.'s 12th gauge.
Task Force got busy and got with me.
How could it happen?
G 
Somebody must have snitched on me.