(Warren G)

Check this out, this Warren G, y'know what I'm saying

Chilling wit my man Slick Rick, you know

And we gonna give you all a little tale about this jail stuff

You know, so Rick, why don't you run it homie, yea



(Slick Rick)



In the slammer kid but I'm innocent

Lord played witty wasn't having any pity

Now wit razor blades, did he

Cry suppose the situation seen mad eyes of foes

Drives a Rolls, hey, yo, money, what size are those

Need to phone me toanothe sprang up,hm, to gang up

On the skid, housing the phone like he didn't know how to hang up

Would be hard though ought a minute or so and then yells time on a

And when you get your commisary, buy this and that or else I'm gonna

Be on that ass and won't stay off, extort, fig I say, way off

Beaten death, you ain't protecting me, forgot today's my day off

Hold my head and drift the ?Sumo weighing nuts and cars?

Instead of sitting here accumulating cuts and scars, behind bars



Chorus:

Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day

This type of shit happens every day

Take some punk locked up to get beat down, ripped down to his boots is broke

down

Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day

This type of shit happens every day

Riots, malay and disturbances of the peace



(Warren G)



Mister Slick Rick let me take it for a second

And tell a short tale about the LA county jail

9500 that was the lock up

When the lights got dim, it was time for the soccer

Jacking for the money, backstab was my mission

If a riot jumped out, it's time for incision

Sticking niggas here and sticking niggas there

I turn around and look and seen cops everywhere

Jacking brothers up, slapping brothers up

If you g