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Just Paroled
141
Hip-Hop/Rap
Just Paroled was released on June 26, 2007 by Urban Kings Music as a part of the album Danger Zone (feat. Brownside & Conejo) [Bonus Track Version]
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Release DateJune 26, 2007
LabelUrban Kings Music
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM81

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Charlie Row Campo
Charlie Row Campo
Performer
Richard Cabral
Richard Cabral
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaime Diaz
Jaime Diaz
Songwriter
Richard Cabral
Richard Cabral
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jaime Diaz
Jaime Diaz
Producer

Lyrics

Little homies in the hood wanna know how to roll
Ain't even 15 but he got a P.O
It's the life that we chose and we all fully know
By the age of 21, either dead or on parole
You wanna shake your head, but I'm still in a mess
Cause every bitch in the hood smoking glass having sex
I'm tripping on the news, fools catching the blues
You better think fast, cause these pigs will shoot
Ain't time to contemplate, ain't time to sit and wait
We got homies in the pen that are doing all day
Get your mind right tonight, it's alright if you high
Just execute that plan, so we all can shine
A couple years in this place, I could really read a face
Bone crusher in the neck, gives any man pain
Let it rain, show me flames
I can teach you how to bang
Couple months and I'm gone
Get ready for the day
Yeah that's right ese
Baby Jokes fresh out the pen homie
What's cracking ese, what that ISB life like?
Murder was the case that they gave me
Murder was the case that they gave me
That's right, let em know how you feel
Get that shit off your chest ese
23 with a lean, all up in the scene
Trying to keep it clean, cause I was destined to be
A Hip Hop legend, of Mexican descent
Prison couldn't fuck, they gave me a weapon
I studied the code, and rewrote it kinda slow
An ese- an ese- can still hit this smoke
What you think when I bring, my styles unique
My skin is a brain, but my sea is a heat
Charlie Row baby boy, about time to expose
Of where we roam you catching holes if your heart ain't cold
Take a picture with this quicker, to be a little sicker
The sickest of the sick, stick you like a sticker
My age a little bigger, my trigger a little thicker
Body shivers when you think your dead body's in a river
Got hectic when I left it, I feel the epidemic
Baby Jokes fully reppin 213 never left it
Yeah yeah that's right homeboy
Hailing off the East Side baby
It's for all the East Siders in the house
That's what I'm talking about, ugh
I got the strap, and let the bullets fly
Anybody in the way, gets to go for the ride
I got the strap, and let the bullets fly
Anybody in the way, gets to go for the ride
Charlie Row Campo
Written by: Jaime Diaz, Richard Cabral
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