Ok niggas, you got one call
Get up, bitch, you fat mother fucker
Let me call my home boy and get us out
7, 3, 2, 9, 6, 3 god damn
I hope this nigga at home
Hello!
Hey, whats up man?
Whats up homie?
Aww man, these mother fuckers got us down
In this god damn jail, man
No shit
Hell yeah, man we was like rollin and shit
We was lookin for some bitches
So we pulled up on like four fine hoes, man
And you know, I didnt know the mother fuckin bitches
Was prostitutes man and they was police, aint that a bitch? Oh man
Hey man where was youll at?
Man we was on Hollywood, in the Hollywood man
Lookin at some bitches, bitches was bad
Then a mother fucker
Man, dont tell my woman, man
Cause I dont want her to know what the fucks goin on, you know?
And fuck up for me man cause I aint supposed to be ridin on no bitches
You know all the pussy I get anyway yeah, word man
Who was you with, man?
Man I was with Yellow, Ren, Dre you know man
Man all them nigga with you
Yeah, you know man aint that a bitch
Niggas was out tryna get they thing wet
You know what Im sayin yeah
Man fuck it, Ill just let you talk to Ren
He can tell you a little bit better then I can, shit
Hold up