Jail Visit (interlude) Lyrics

[Mase:]Yo, yo check it, when we go in to see the nigga,
B
Just say it, B. That's all you gotta do wit this nigga

[Trey:] Oh man that's, that's more your man than mine

[Mase:] Yo, why the f*ck you can't just say what you
Said you was gon' say when you seen him on Saturday.
And you saw him and you still ain't say it and it's
goin' on
Sunday, though.

[Trey:] Man you tell him half, I'll tell him the other
half

[Prisoner:] What the deal?

[Mase:] Whassup my nigga, got your gomez, me and Trey
here.

[Prisoner:] Yo, y'all still on the corner, huh?

[Trey:]Whassup man?

[Mase:] Nigga don't look right clean, right?
This nigga don't smoke no more.

[Prisoner:] Hard to tell, huh?

[Trey:]Yeah, I'm aight.

[Prisoner:] Ok, so let's rip your pockets open. What's
the deal?
You know I'm gettin' married and all that, right?

[Mase:]Word?

[Trey:]Yeah, (to Mase) Now you definitely gotta tell
him)

[Mase:]f*ck you mean I could tell him? [Prisoner:] One of y'all better tell me, come on,
whassup?
Mase, you gotta tell me, hit me I'll f*ck y'all niggas
up if y'all don't
Tell me.

[Mase:] Yo check it, You know shorty got a trick, not a
trick
But you know, it's a trip that, that you know, we was
watchin'
We was coming out the club and shorty was getting out
the car
With money that we ain't shottin' at on 18th street

[Prisoner:] What shorty? Not my shorty. The one
I'm gettin' married to?

[Mase:]The shorty you gettin' married to.

[Prisoner:] f*ck that bitch, yo.
Wasn't gon' marry her anyway, you know? I'm just
tellin' her dreams,
You know me.

[Mase:] Little devil.

[Prisoner:] Oh, man.

[Mase:] Word B, f*ck that bitch, though.

[Prisoner:] If *you* say it, f*ck that bitch.
NOT MY f*ckIN' SHORTY, NOT MY f*ckIN', f*ckIN' BITCH
Y'ALL CRAZY MAN, Y'ALL MOTHA' f*ckERS IS CRAZY

[Mase:] You what's wrong with you, dog?

[Prisoner:] I loved her.

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