Jail Visit - 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

Oh man that’s, that’s more your man than mine

Yo, why the fuck 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

Man you tell him half, I’ll tell him the other half

What the deal?

Whassup my nigga, got your gomez, me and Trey here

Yo, y’all still on the corner, huh?

Whassup man?

Nigga don’t look right clean, right?

This nigga don’t smoke no more

Hard to tell, huh?

Yeah, I’m aight

Ok, so let’s rip your pockets open.

What’s the deal?

You know I’m gettin' married and all that, right?

Word?

Yeah, (to Mase) Now you definitely gotta tell him)

Fuck you mean I could tell him?

One of y’all better tell me, come on, whassup?

Mase, you gotta tell me, hit me I’ll fuck y’all niggas up if y’all don’t

Tell me

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

What shorty?

Not my shorty.

The one

I’m gettin' married to?

The shorty you gettin' married to

Fuck that bitch, yo

Wasn’t gon' marry her anyway, you know?

I’m just tellin' her dreams

You know me

Little devil

Oh, man

Word B, fuck that bitch, though

If *you* say it, fuck that bitch

NOT MY FUCKIN' SHORTY, NOT MY FUCKIN', FUCKIN' BITCH

Y’ALL CRAZY MAN, Y’ALL MOTHA' FUCKERS IS CRAZY

You what’s wrong with you, dog?

I loved her