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Alamo Records - 12 Got My Jewelry Lyrics

[Intro]
Iceburg
Fresh out of rehab, nigga
I'm back, bitch
12 won't give my jewelry back, they tell me they got it forever
What?
I'm goin' back to Wafi, nigga, told him make a new set
The fuck?
Had me on twenty-three and one, nigga, that shit couldn't break me
Never
House arrest couldn't break me, nigga
(Guddah Tay on every beat, nigga)

[Chorus]
12 took my fuckin' jewelry, they talkin' 'bout they got it for evidence (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't seen them bitch-ass niggas since I brought Greedy around that bitch (What?)
Gang, Taz been on my ass, tell thеm folks get off my dick (Get off my dick)
They hit mе with all them charges, guess they mad I went legit (Fuck 'em)
Fix them charges, they got beat (They beat)
Weak-ass body, that shit got beat (Bitch)
Quarter-million for my lawyer, I could've went bought a Lamborghini (What?)
Gotta keep goin' hard, my family need me (They need me)
Thank God I made it, this shit wasn't easy (Thank God)
Me and Tay like Dre and Eazy (Yeah), but the difference is my nigga won't leave me (Never)

[Verse 1]
Had to stay down 'til this shit got better (Stay down)
Never gon' stop 'til I run up some letters (Ms)
Put belt to ass, make 'em feel that leather (Belt to ass)
This the money team, I feel like Mayweather
I'm Big Iceburg, I change the weather (Iceberg)
The Cuban link hit up my wrist as a sweater
The murder got beat up, Def Jam that beat (I beat it)
I was locked up, they ain't even send no letters (Fuck 'em)
All my niggas fightin' different cases
On house arrest, it had me goin' crazy (Goin' crazy)
I was savin' money so the paper could save me (Save)
Ain't shit free, boy, so a nigga gotta pay me
I feel like crack in the motherfuckin' '80s
Got racks, stay tall like Anthony Davis (Anthony Davis)
I walk on the beat, nigga, Gudda Tay made
Don't say shit, that's how we beat them cases (Shh)
Might fuck your bitch all on the jet (Yeah, yeah)
I get checks, that's a fact (Let's go)
Broke-ass niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit (Ain't talkin' 'bout shit)
They shut the fuck up when I talk 'bout racks (They shut the fuck up)
Bitch, I forever rep my hood (My hood)
My ho won't never turn my back (My back)
When 12 took all my fuckin' chains, I beat the case, now give em' back (Fuck 'em)
[Chorus]
12 took my fuckin' jewelry, they talkin' 'bout they got it for evidence(Yeah, yeah)
I ain't seen them bitch-ass niggas since I brought Greedy around that bitch (What?)
Gang, Taz been on my ass, tell them folks get off my dick (Get off my dick)
They hit me with all them charges, guess they mad I went legit (Fuck 'em)
Fix them charges, they got beat (They beat)
Weak-ass body, that shit got beat (Bitch)
Quarter-million for my lawyer, I could've went bought a Lamborghini (What?)
Gotta keep goin' hard, my family need me (They need me)
Thank God I made it, this shit wasn't easy (Thank God)
Me and Tay like Dre and Eazy (Yeah), but the difference is my nigga won't leave me (Never)

[Verse 2]
I just been runnin' up racks, for sure (For sure)
Two years straight couldn't walk out the door
Jail say police gotta go wherever I go (Fuck 'em)
First bond had got denied, the D.A. playin' my music in court (Damn)
Locked down, twenty-three hours, nigga, I was on eighth floor (Eighth floor)
Ayy, nigga try to murk me, nigga, what the fuck I'm sittin' in the county for?
Say I left the scene and went straight to the show (Go)
Nigga, damn right, I gotta get to this dough (Dough)
Lot of motherfuckers turn their back on a nigga, my fans still with me, for sure (For sure)
But I kept goin' hard when this shit got slow (Go hard)
Fresh out of rehab, I don't drink, don't smoke (Nah)
My account filled up, nigga, nothin' but them hundreds (Yeah)
Got some in the wall, got some in the floor (Racks, on God)
[Chorus]
12 took my fuckin' jewelry, they talkin' 'bout they got it for evidence(Yeah, yeah)
I ain't seen them bitch-ass niggas since I brought Greedy around that bitch (What?)
Gang, Taz been on my ass, tell them folks get off my dick (Get off my dick)
They hit me with all them charges, guess they mad I went legit (Fuck 'em)
Fix them charges, they got beat (They beat)
Weak-ass body, that shit got beat (Bitch)
Quarter-million for my lawyer, I could've went bought a Lamborghini (What?)
Gotta keep goin' hard, my family need me (They need me)
Thank God I made it, this shit wasn't easy (Thank God)
Me and Tay like Dre and Eazy (Yeah), but the difference is my nigga won't leave me (Never)