Letra da Música Jail Visit Interlude de Mase

[mase:] yo, yo check it, when we go in to see the nigga, b
just say it, b. thats all you gotta do wit this nigga
[trey:] oh man thats, thats more your man than mine
[mase:] yo, why the fuck you cant just say what you
said you was gon say when you seen him on saturday.
and you saw him and you still aint say it and its goin on
sunday, though.
[trey:] man you tell him half, ill tell him the other half
[prisoner:] what the deal?
[mase:] whassup my nigga, got your gomez, me and trey here.
[prisoner:] yo, yall still on the corner, huh?
[trey:] whassup man?
[mase:] nigga dont look right clean, right?
this nigga dont smoke no more.
[prisoner:] hard to tell, huh?
[trey:] yeah, im aight.
[prisoner:] ok, so lets rip your pockets open. whats the deal?
you know im gettin married and all that, right?
[mase:] word?
[trey:] yeah, (to mase) now you definitely gotta tell him)
[mase:] fuck you mean i could tell him?
[prisoner:] one of yall better tell me, come on, whassup?
mase, you gotta tell me, hit me ill fuck yall niggas up if yall dont
tell me.
[mase:] yo check it, you know shorty got a trick, not a trick
but you know, its 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 aint shottin at on 18th street
[prisoner:] what shorty? not my shorty. the one
im gettin married to?
[mase:] the shorty you gettin married to.
[prisoner:] fuck that bitch, yo.
wasnt gon marry her anyway, you know? im just tellin her dreams,
you know me.
[mase:] little devil.
[prisoner:] oh, man.
[mase:] word b, fuck that bitch, though.
[prisoner:] if *you* say it, fuck that bitch.
not my fuckin shorty, not my fuckin, fuckin bitch
yall crazy man, yall motha fuckers is crazy
[mase:] you whats wrong with you, dog?
[prisoner:] i loved her.