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I Wanna Go Home (The County Jail Song) - текст песни



I Wanna Go Home (The County Jail Song)


I just wanna put that shit down


To where that shit was (OK)


Y'know what I'm sayin?


Nigga we used to be up in that motherfucker


You know what I'm sayin?


Nigga.. used to call Black Tone collect and shit (um hum)


Y'know what I'm sayin?


I call a house collect, even a shop, you know? (yeah)


Y'know what I'm sayin? It's the one


Ni... OK, yes


Y'know what I'm sayin? (right)


Everytime, it never fail, dog (yeah)


Like, like, homie, I'm hurtin' man


Nigga, I'm, nigga, I, tsh


Don't worry about nothin' Ril-Rock


Don't worry about nothin' nigga


And man, I used to beat on walls, man


Bounce, just check this, man, just check this shit out


It's about the County Jail and shit homie


Just check this shit out


*humming*


You know, shit like that


Y'know, nigga just beat on the table and shit (mm-hmm)


Man, man





*humming* I wanna go home


I said a who, who's that baller, baby, I wanna come home


I'm gettin' tired, of this dialin'


And I, ?? 'em go


And then I, got my ski and seed number, 8s-9-6-5-I fo' sho'


Yeah, yes a baller, singin, I wanna go home


Because I got accessed to DJ Quik, and ???


Pomona, town where the sea bird lake, come from and that's fo' sho'


Let me tell you this rap 'bout the county jail


When I, lost my hope, c'mon


*humming* Check it out...





Let me flow, like a butterfly on cruise control


From the L.A. county jail, get the penn, to parol


You know flow, that's so ??


So give a big bow wow, to Suga Free


One more dog and French bread


Return to the lab to reclaim my fame


And see my bitches take the corner


Nigga, I ain't nothin' changed


But I'ma handcuff yo' ass to the sound


And test drive niggas, that's how to touch


And bitches that's how to bat


I'm steppin' out the penn


Bailin' in a cloud of smoke


Nizi tizi, ?? ?I had to dive on 'em? loc


Now we gon' make or make 'em clap to this


Now grab yo' gat, smoke a sac


And drink some Cognac and jack to this


Both be on the lookout for PPD


Them black, them whites


Them disco lights and that 3rd strike


Cause I'll be damned if I go back to the penn


If I unlock my payroll, with a hoe, and do some time again


Back in the County with my hair gettin' thinner


Because I'm stressin' about my bitch and I wonder who's goin' in her


And I'm knowin' that the tramp ain't shit


But in the LA County Jail I'ma need that bitch


I'm on a roof, up in 95, huh, and I'm broke at that


I'm creepin' on niggas, sweepin'


That's for goin' with that money sac


And G's hittin' niggas up on from where they from


Ready to roll, bustas and marks up out of 95 huh


But then she in her nails gettin' smart and quiet


So put yo' hand on yo' shit


And get ready to scrap cause it's another riot


Now I'm scrappin' with my hair half braid


Because a nigga stole some candy from a ????


So me Ray Dogg, ?? and Trey Parcept


That nigga TC from EC and 8-Ball from HT


The red rags resent from tree tops, Tony Lang


With Nookie Baby John from Foo Town and Pat


Together we love some motherfucker stood ??? all at one time


They comin' together, some niggas yap


Crips and bloods on they way to the home


Because we took our phone


And motherfuckers and left they face swoll


Damn, now they feed a nigga juke balls


No action on the phones, no visitors


Man I can't wait to go home





Who's that baller, should I, I wanna go home


I said a who, who's that baller, baby, I wanna go home


Mama I ain't really happy here, I really really wanna come home


If it wasn't for, you and my sister, I'd be straight all alone


Yes a baller, said I, I wanna go home


I said a who, who's that baller, baby, I wanna go home


Clue Dogg, I know you want to, baby, I wanna come home


I really, miss ?? doggs, baby, now she gonna be all alone


Love to move, nigga won't you come on home


Love to move... *Fades*



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