Behind Bars (Dum Ditty Dum Mix)
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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, yeah
In the slammer kid but I'm innocent, Lord played witty
Wasn't havin' 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 to anothe sprang up, hmm to gang up
On the skid, housin' 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 commissary, 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 protectin' me, forgot today's my day off
Hold my head and drift the sumo weighin' nuts and cars
Instead of sittin' here accumulatin' cuts and scars, behind bars
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
This type of shit happens every day
See, some punk locked up to get beat down
Raped down, 'til his booty is broke down
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
This type of shit happens every day
Riots, melees and disturbances of the peace
Mr. Slick Rick, let me take it for a second
And tell a short tale about the L.A. county jail
9500, that was the lock up
When the lights got dim, it was time for the sock-up
Jackin' for the money, back-stab was my mission
If a riot jumped off, it's time for incision
Stickin' niggas here and stickin' niggas there
I turned around and looked and seen cops everywhere
Jackin' brothers up, slappin' brothers up
If you got blood on yo' clothes, lock up!
High-powered was the level, level fo'
Niggas sentenced to life and you can't be no hoe (biaatch!)
Or you get tooken with homies overlookin'
EsΓ©s next door with the Puma, straight cookin' (Come here, homes)
Lighten up the whole module
Huh! God damn, yeah, another squabble
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
This type of shit happens every day
See, some punk locked up to get beat down
Raped down, 'til his booty is broke down
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
This type of shit happens every day
Riots, melees and disturbances of the peace
What fight? The nigga trip, C.O. the rest he might scared
But couldn't squeal, I's like, "Officer, that nigga right there"
Now, if he ain't get me his friend's will, needed a utensil
It turned out, I had to stab him in the eye wit a pencil
State of shock, he made a yell, I said, "Huh, what you want, traitor?"
"C.O. puts me in the bin", I'll say about a month later
Back in population, didn't matter that his friends tensed
The phone prints, the years added to the sentence
Still chillin' and all of that and I escaped when I didn't think
So, don't hit the sto' because they made a rape attempt
Thank goodness, failed, called out next, he wailed out
Here go the C.O., "Ricky Walters, pack up, you're bailed out"
The C.O. couldn't see the rape, the kid'll snitch mass figure
Fast trigger, you'll be back, you little bitch ass nigga
Au revoir, back to datin' sluts and stars
At least for now, no more accumulatin' cuts and scars behind bars
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
This type of shit happens every day
See, some punk locked up to get beat down
Raped down, 'til his booty is broke down
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
This type of shit happens every day
Riots, melees and disturbances of the peace
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
This type of shit happens every day
See, some punk locked up to get beat down
Raped down, 'til his booty is broke down
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
This type of shit happens every day
Riots, melees and disturbances of the peace
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, yeah
In the slammer kid but I'm innocent, Lord played witty
Wasn't havin' 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 to anothe sprang up, hmm to gang up
On the skid, housin' 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 commissary, 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 protectin' me, forgot today's my day off
Hold my head and drift the sumo weighin' nuts and cars
Instead of sittin' here accumulatin' cuts and scars, behind bars
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
This type of shit happens every day
See, some punk locked up to get beat down
Raped down, 'til his booty is broke down
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
This type of shit happens every day
Riots, melees and disturbances of the peace
Mr. Slick Rick, let me take it for a second
And tell a short tale about the L.A. county jail
9500, that was the lock up
When the lights got dim, it was time for the sock-up
Jackin' for the money, back-stab was my mission
If a riot jumped off, it's time for incision
Stickin' niggas here and stickin' niggas there
I turned around and looked and seen cops everywhere
Jackin' brothers up, slappin' brothers up
If you got blood on yo' clothes, lock up!
High-powered was the level, level fo'
Niggas sentenced to life and you can't be no hoe (biaatch!)
Or you get tooken with homies overlookin'
EsΓ©s next door with the Puma, straight cookin' (Come here, homes)
Lighten up the whole module
Huh! God damn, yeah, another squabble
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
This type of shit happens every day
See, some punk locked up to get beat down
Raped down, 'til his booty is broke down
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
This type of shit happens every day
Riots, melees and disturbances of the peace
What fight? The nigga trip, C.O. the rest he might scared
But couldn't squeal, I's like, "Officer, that nigga right there"
Now, if he ain't get me his friend's will, needed a utensil
It turned out, I had to stab him in the eye wit a pencil
State of shock, he made a yell, I said, "Huh, what you want, traitor?"
"C.O. puts me in the bin", I'll say about a month later
Back in population, didn't matter that his friends tensed
The phone prints, the years added to the sentence
Still chillin' and all of that and I escaped when I didn't think
So, don't hit the sto' because they made a rape attempt
Thank goodness, failed, called out next, he wailed out
Here go the C.O., "Ricky Walters, pack up, you're bailed out"
The C.O. couldn't see the rape, the kid'll snitch mass figure
Fast trigger, you'll be back, you little bitch ass nigga
Au revoir, back to datin' sluts and stars
At least for now, no more accumulatin' cuts and scars behind bars
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
This type of shit happens every day
See, some punk locked up to get beat down
Raped down, 'til his booty is broke down
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
This type of shit happens every day
Riots, melees and disturbances of the peace
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
This type of shit happens every day
See, some punk locked up to get beat down
Raped down, 'til his booty is broke down
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
This type of shit happens every day
Riots, melees and disturbances of the peace
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.51] Check this out, this Warren G, Y'know what I'm saying
[00:02.49] Chilling wit my man Slick Rick, you know
[00:04.87] And we gonna give you all a little tale about this jail stuff
[00:07.68] You know, so Rick, why don't you run it homie, yeah
[00:10.14] In the slammer kid but I'm innocent, Lord played witty
[00:12.79] Wasn't havin' any pity now wit razor blades, did he
[00:15.23] Cry suppose the situation seen mad eyes of foes
[00:17.76] Drives a Rolls, hey yo, money, what size are those
[00:20.16] Need to phone me to anothe sprang up, hmm to gang up
[00:22.82] On the skid, housin' the phone like he didn't know how to hang up
[00:25.06] Would be hard though ought a minute or so and then yells time on a
[00:28.05] And when you get your commissary, buy this and that or else I'm gonna
[00:30.63] Be on that ass and won't stay off, extort, fig I say, way off
[00:33.19] Beaten death, you ain't protectin' me, forgot today's my day off
[00:35.34] Hold my head and drift the sumo weighin' nuts and cars
[00:37.90] Instead of sittin' here accumulatin' cuts and scars, behind bars
[00:40.83] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
[00:42.75] This type of shit happens every day
[00:45.59] See, some punk locked up to get beat down
[00:48.26] Raped down, 'til his booty is broke down
[00:50.93] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
[00:53.04] This type of shit happens every day
[00:55.18] Riots, melees and disturbances of the peace
[01:00.66] Mr. Slick Rick, let me take it for a second
[01:03.06] And tell a short tale about the L.A. county jail
[01:05.27] 9500, that was the lock up
[01:07.53] When the lights got dim, it was time for the sock-up
[01:10.52] Jackin' for the money, back-stab was my mission
[01:13.21] If a riot jumped off, it's time for incision
[01:15.25] Stickin' niggas here and stickin' niggas there
[01:17.96] I turned around and looked and seen cops everywhere
[01:20.33] Jackin' brothers up, slappin' brothers up
[01:22.82] If you got blood on yo' clothes, lock up!
[01:25.63] High-powered was the level, level fo'
[01:28.12] Niggas sentenced to life and you can't be no hoe (biaatch!)
[01:30.57] Or you get tooken with homies overlookin'
[01:33.13] EsΓ©s next door with the Puma, straight cookin' (Come here, homes)
[01:35.83] Lighten up the whole module
[01:37.94] Huh! God damn, yeah, another squabble
[01:40.39] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
[01:43.15] This type of shit happens every day
[01:45.80] See, some punk locked up to get beat down
[01:48.75] Raped down, 'til his booty is broke down
[01:50.79] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
[01:53.48] This type of shit happens every day
[01:55.99] Riots, melees and disturbances of the peace
[02:00.18] What fight? The nigga trip, C.O. the rest he might scared
[02:03.61] But couldn't squeal, I's like, "Officer, that nigga right there"
[02:05.84] Now, if he ain't get me his friend's will, needed a utensil
[02:08.67] It turned out, I had to stab him in the eye wit a pencil
[02:11.17] State of shock, he made a yell, I said, "Huh, what you want, traitor?"
[02:13.57] "C.O. puts me in the bin", I'll say about a month later
[02:16.02] Back in population, didn't matter that his friends tensed
[02:18.25] The phone prints, the years added to the sentence
[02:20.93] Still chillin' and all of that and I escaped when I didn't think
[02:23.67] So, don't hit the sto' because they made a rape attempt
[02:26.32] Thank goodness, failed, called out next, he wailed out
[02:28.76] Here go the C.O., "Ricky Walters, pack up, you're bailed out"
[02:31.38] The C.O. couldn't see the rape, the kid'll snitch mass figure
[02:33.53] Fast trigger, you'll be back, you little bitch ass nigga
[02:36.40] Au revoir, back to datin' sluts and stars
[02:38.75] At least for now, no more accumulatin' cuts and scars behind bars
[02:41.86] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
[02:43.42] This type of shit happens every day
[02:45.98] See, some punk locked up to get beat down
[02:48.97] Raped down, 'til his booty is broke down
[02:51.49] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
[02:53.91] This type of shit happens every day
[02:56.11] Riots, melees and disturbances of the peace
[03:01.32] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
[03:04.09] This type of shit happens every day
[03:06.46] See, some punk locked up to get beat down
[03:09.13] Raped down, 'til his booty is broke down
[03:11.43] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
[03:13.95] This type of shit happens every day
[03:16.40] Riots, melees and disturbances of the peace
[03:20.12]
[00:02.49] Chilling wit my man Slick Rick, you know
[00:04.87] And we gonna give you all a little tale about this jail stuff
[00:07.68] You know, so Rick, why don't you run it homie, yeah
[00:10.14] In the slammer kid but I'm innocent, Lord played witty
[00:12.79] Wasn't havin' any pity now wit razor blades, did he
[00:15.23] Cry suppose the situation seen mad eyes of foes
[00:17.76] Drives a Rolls, hey yo, money, what size are those
[00:20.16] Need to phone me to anothe sprang up, hmm to gang up
[00:22.82] On the skid, housin' the phone like he didn't know how to hang up
[00:25.06] Would be hard though ought a minute or so and then yells time on a
[00:28.05] And when you get your commissary, buy this and that or else I'm gonna
[00:30.63] Be on that ass and won't stay off, extort, fig I say, way off
[00:33.19] Beaten death, you ain't protectin' me, forgot today's my day off
[00:35.34] Hold my head and drift the sumo weighin' nuts and cars
[00:37.90] Instead of sittin' here accumulatin' cuts and scars, behind bars
[00:40.83] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
[00:42.75] This type of shit happens every day
[00:45.59] See, some punk locked up to get beat down
[00:48.26] Raped down, 'til his booty is broke down
[00:50.93] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
[00:53.04] This type of shit happens every day
[00:55.18] Riots, melees and disturbances of the peace
[01:00.66] Mr. Slick Rick, let me take it for a second
[01:03.06] And tell a short tale about the L.A. county jail
[01:05.27] 9500, that was the lock up
[01:07.53] When the lights got dim, it was time for the sock-up
[01:10.52] Jackin' for the money, back-stab was my mission
[01:13.21] If a riot jumped off, it's time for incision
[01:15.25] Stickin' niggas here and stickin' niggas there
[01:17.96] I turned around and looked and seen cops everywhere
[01:20.33] Jackin' brothers up, slappin' brothers up
[01:22.82] If you got blood on yo' clothes, lock up!
[01:25.63] High-powered was the level, level fo'
[01:28.12] Niggas sentenced to life and you can't be no hoe (biaatch!)
[01:30.57] Or you get tooken with homies overlookin'
[01:33.13] EsΓ©s next door with the Puma, straight cookin' (Come here, homes)
[01:35.83] Lighten up the whole module
[01:37.94] Huh! God damn, yeah, another squabble
[01:40.39] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
[01:43.15] This type of shit happens every day
[01:45.80] See, some punk locked up to get beat down
[01:48.75] Raped down, 'til his booty is broke down
[01:50.79] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
[01:53.48] This type of shit happens every day
[01:55.99] Riots, melees and disturbances of the peace
[02:00.18] What fight? The nigga trip, C.O. the rest he might scared
[02:03.61] But couldn't squeal, I's like, "Officer, that nigga right there"
[02:05.84] Now, if he ain't get me his friend's will, needed a utensil
[02:08.67] It turned out, I had to stab him in the eye wit a pencil
[02:11.17] State of shock, he made a yell, I said, "Huh, what you want, traitor?"
[02:13.57] "C.O. puts me in the bin", I'll say about a month later
[02:16.02] Back in population, didn't matter that his friends tensed
[02:18.25] The phone prints, the years added to the sentence
[02:20.93] Still chillin' and all of that and I escaped when I didn't think
[02:23.67] So, don't hit the sto' because they made a rape attempt
[02:26.32] Thank goodness, failed, called out next, he wailed out
[02:28.76] Here go the C.O., "Ricky Walters, pack up, you're bailed out"
[02:31.38] The C.O. couldn't see the rape, the kid'll snitch mass figure
[02:33.53] Fast trigger, you'll be back, you little bitch ass nigga
[02:36.40] Au revoir, back to datin' sluts and stars
[02:38.75] At least for now, no more accumulatin' cuts and scars behind bars
[02:41.86] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
[02:43.42] This type of shit happens every day
[02:45.98] See, some punk locked up to get beat down
[02:48.97] Raped down, 'til his booty is broke down
[02:51.49] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
[02:53.91] This type of shit happens every day
[02:56.11] Riots, melees and disturbances of the peace
[03:01.32] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
[03:04.09] This type of shit happens every day
[03:06.46] See, some punk locked up to get beat down
[03:09.13] Raped down, 'til his booty is broke down
[03:11.43] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day
[03:13.95] This type of shit happens every day
[03:16.40] Riots, melees and disturbances of the peace
[03:20.12]