County Jail

Trae tha Truth & Boosie Badazz - Rap
County Jail
2 Plays
Duration: 3:41
Lyrics
[Intro: Boosie Badazz] I'mma send this out to the motherfuckin' struggle I had nigga Down on a note, I'm broke Real talk [Chorus: Boosie Badazz] I used to be sittin' in a county jail Who can I call on when it's goin' all wrong? Ain't no one to call for help Please God (help me help me help me) I need help [Verse 1: Boosie Badazz] 30 days, 60 days in this motherfuckin' cage No one to call on when it's going all wrong Petty charges, weed charges, car charge Man I need a lawyer Dead in debt I money loan, plus I need a father Cousin hurt me, took a loss where he can't help me neither So I fall on the line, tearin' it down, thuggin' like it's legal See quick my people and we at the same situation A couple grand I'm bring 'em home but ain't nobody on So we like fuck it, get our pen and our piece of paper Juice it out like fuck it, it gon get greater later Beat on the table, make the beat and put the rhyme on top Wishin' the judge would show some love so we can grind the block I hit my dog, I need some change up in comacery here I'm a keep it real I need some shoes and some soups (I'm hungry) Writtin' letters to my girl, hoping she don't meet a friend Hoping she keep that pussy tight till nigga back again [Chorus: Boosie Badazz] I used to be sittin' in a county jail Who can I call on when it's goin' all wrong? Ain't no one to call for help Please God (help me help me help me) I need help [Verse 2: Trae The Truth] I'm in the state county, all time still awaiting my sentence Day after day it's out the cell like it's [?] My pride the business but my freedom got me sick Ain't nothing live about drinking water on top of where these niggas shit Inside the world I'm still a man but in here I'm a number Called in collect but ain't nobody accepting this number Screaming at my cellie, tell him catch me at the freeway Hit the niggas from the block so we can get the latest street play They call in Chao and they knowin' fool trash I rather go in on a spread, I kick niggas across they ass One of my childhood niggas just caught the chain for 30 Had a chance for an appeal but he fucked it from playing dirty I seen it all, it's the same pussy niggas [?] So I'm mindin' my own hopin' county release my ho Go in the wreck, playing weights sweatin' and come home swole Fuck off the week until Wednesday, waitin' on damage control [Chorus: Boosie Badazz] I used to be sittin' in a county jail Who can I call on when it's goin' all wrong? Ain't no one to call for help Please God (help me help me help me) I need help
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Credits
- Writers
- Boosie Badazz
- Trae tha Truth