Jail Cypher

[Chorus: Playa Haze] I can hear you inmate, you need to shut up I'll throw you in there with them white boys, you gettin' fucked up And you know you gettin' searched in the mornin' Another word I'ma have to get the warden I can hear you, inmate, you need to shut up I'll throw you in there with them Mexicans, you gettin' cut up And you know you gettin' searched tonight Pipe down when I say, "Lights out", it's lights out, boy [Verse 1: Mic Holden] Nah, homie, I ain't done Not many get locked where I'm from Get shot, pistol hot, spittin' Heat rocks, wet spot, hit a standby Listen, man, we call it the slum The trap, but it's more like home Where I come from they cook drunk Pa-rum-pump-pump-pump On my lap at all times Then roll past the one times They flash, I hit the gas You know them cameras in the dash offline So I dance on 'em on my Carl Lewis shit Scuffed up my newest kicks Fuck him up, ripped my knitted Lost my fitted, ain't this some shit? Back in this bitch, fit the descripts Sayin' I'm that nigga? We'll see what happen when my lawyer get back, nigga Ay, get back, nigga Ain't nobody punkin' me, all that's dead I'm takin' flight, say goodnight when I fly that head [Verse 2: Ayun Bassa] Steady stayin' calm, steady stayin' calm They wan' take our arms but they twist your arm Now he want a gun, did I kill my son? I don't know for what, they up in my trunk Boys are back in town on the black and brown He ain't had no strap, got clapped 'Cause his seat belt wasn't strapped in down Some of these boys in blue are some traffic clowns Float my hours for a hairdresser, how that sound? Fight for what I believe, I got the soul of Kalief Browder You get outed without the cheese or all that Jazzy Jay crowd, uh Huh, justice and peace come with a fee Niggas block-huggin' tryna find love in the green Duckin' the thieves, no Huggies, nothin' to eat Every jail photo lookin' like me Know I'm prayin' for you upon your release [Chorus: Playa Haze] I can hear you inmate, you need to shut up I'll throw you in there with them white boys, you gettin' fucked up And you know you gettin' searched in the mornin' Another word I'ma have to get the warden I can hear you, inmate, you need to shut up I'll throw you in there with them Mexicans, you gettin' cut up And you know you gettin' searched tonight Pipe down when I say, "Lights out", it's lights out, boy [Verse 3: Jabee] Damn, bangin' the set Sold a little dope, cops hit my door, shit I just might do the race Put they gun in my face now I'm tryna beat a case Send a kite to my homie on the outside Hook up a lawyer, get me on the outside Fed lots of niggas, housed lots of niggas Damn, where them niggas? My girl ride or die No doubt I'ma make her my wife Tryna give me double digits Ain't tryna see a sentence and nobody visit Behind bars it's hard to keep my head up On the phone with my girl, she keep my bread up To my niggas, go hard, don't never let up To this day I don't know if I was set up [Verse 4: Carl Roe] I robbed a bank with a Skilsaw Now I'm makin' shanks out of milk straws Nah, this ain't a prank, you gon' feel claws Across your back like I'm Black Panther Only difference is I had to go and side with the peckerwoods Yard time, go and side with the peckerwoods And all a dude could think about is what they would do to me If they knew back home I respect the hood But you know, I'm never givin' up the culo They beat my fuckin' ass and dunked my head where they make the pruno Kingpin white dude lookin' like a sumo With a swastika tattoo after my cocktail fruit Now he's on to the next like he's J-Lo In here it's red versus blue like it's Halo I tried to tell 'em I was innocent, but they ain't know And the jury ain't believe what I say, so [Chorus: Playa Haze] I can hear you inmate, you need to shut up I'll throw you in there with them white boys, you gettin' fucked up And you know you gettin' searched in the mornin' Another word I'ma have to get the warden I can hear you, inmate, you need to shut up I'll throw you in there with them Mexicans, you gettin' cut up And you know you gettin' searched tonight Pipe down when I say, "Lights out", it's lights out, boy [Verse 5: LocalBlac] Can't explain shit Cardinal Corleone catch a case quick I hear they keep 'em by the load in the basement One stop, we can all take the cake mix Run the baker out the shop, ain't no take six If the Ruger jam be sure to get a facelift Mexicano cap, make sure you got your safety clip Borderin' desperate measures on the easy clique Hold on, here go border patrol Motherfucker ain't got his seatbelt on Now we in court and you on the phone And I get witness 'cause my tattoo shown? Think about what the hell I just did This nigga free and I left two kids All in good nature, you see, I am your rib And I sit in silence in this pigpen [Verse 6: Blu] Off-top, got jumped by the sixties Least two ways and I can't even catch a quickie Buck fifty or swift-dick innie And niggas after many, many, many, many Somebody in they unit ain't make it to the AM His life was so naked no one had to explain it Solitary containment for arrangements Somebody stabs the plaintiff I'll be damned if the worst police department in the state Ain't hang him by the bed still Plottin' on my head 'cause my name ain't Red still Nigga, ese said I'll kill you, name my son Blue Give a damn, what, nigga? You think I'm in LA on some LA gang shit? I ain't gotta say shit, my name bang, kick Just then got hit by swift kicks and fists Then deputy said, "Blu, your bail has been lifted" [Outro] Mr. Barnes, it looks like you've been released Don't make it a habit of comin' back, you hear? Now get outta here