Featuring Warren G (Warren G) Check this out this Warren G y'know what I'm saying Chilling wit my man Slick Rick you know And we gonna give you all a little tale about this jail stuff You know so Rick why don't you run it homie yea
(Slick Rick)
In the slammer kid but I'm innocent Lord played witty wasn't having any pity Now wit razor blades did he Cry suppose the situation seen mad eyes of foes Drives a Rolls, hey, yo, money, what size are those Need to phone me toanothe sprang up,hm, to gang up On the skid, housing the phone like he didn't know how to hang up Would be hard though ought a minute or so and then yells time on a And when you get your commisary, buy this and that or else I'm gonna Be on that ass and won't stay off, extort, fig I say, way off Beaten death, you ain't protecting me, forgot today's my day off Hold my head and drift the ?Sumo weighing nuts and cars? Instead of sitting here accumulating cuts and scars, behind bars
Chorus: Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day This type of shit happens every day Take some punk locked up to get beat down, ripped down to his boots is broke Down Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day This type of shit happens every day Riots, malay and disturbances of the peace
(Warren G)
Mister Slick Rick let me take it for a second And tell a short tale about the LA county jail 9500 that was the lock up When the lights got dim, it was time for the soccer Jacking for the money, backstab was my mission If a riot jumped out, it's time for incision Sticking niggas here and sticking niggas there I turn around and look and seen cops everywhere Jacking brothers up, slapping brothers up If you got blood on your clothes, lock up High powered was the level, level fo' Niggas sentenced to life and you can't be no ho (bitch) Or you can't tooken wit homies overlooken As safe next door wit the Puma straight cooking Lighten up the whole module, hm Godamn, yea, anothe squabble
Chorus
(Slick Rick)
Showing off cuz on the phone, click, losing all the hoes off Nigga housed the watch and ?donna? took all of the clothes off Nigga hell with the was for my clothes figured telling Every night it seem like mice be in and out a nigga cell and Still ain't home, like on the hook, seen a bunch of kids look Miss outdoors, never know what you have until it's tooken And in fact, the moment you fear, all of that, you quote snaps Well in a cell, did the exercises and wrote raps I be a bigger star than you, no never heard of the nigga Takes my raps and read aloud, I want to murder the migga Just kidding, no offend to it, finally he ended it Case dismissed, but your honor, DA kindly prevented it He told to the judge, don't free him, this brother trigger wars And not just that because I refuse to wash some jive nigga doors So hold the head, drift the ?sunot weight and nuts and cars? Instead of sitting here accumulating cuts and scars Behind bars
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One fight, the nigga trip, seal the rest he might scared By couldn't squeal, I's like officer that nigga right there Now if he ain't get me his friends will, needed a utensil It turn out, I had to stab him in the eye wit a pencil State of shock, he made a yell, I said, now what you want traitor CO puts me in the bin, I see ya about a month later Back in population, didn't matter that his friends tensed
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