Arrested (Insert) lyrics

(*Cell Block Opened*)

[Intro: DJ Yella as a Security Guard]
OKEY n*ggAZ, YOU GOT ONE CALL!!

[Eazy-E]
Ain't that a b*tch? - you fat motherf*cker
Let me call my home boy to get us out
7-3-2-9-6-3 Goddamn, n*gga at home
(*Landline phone beep*) (*Phone picked up*)

[Laylaw] Hello!
[Eazy-E] Aiy, what's up, man?
[Laylaw] What's up, homie?
[Eazy-E] Aww man, these motherf*ckers got us down in this goddman jail, man
[Laylaw] NO sh*t!!

[Eazy-E]
Hell yeah, we were like, rolling and sh*t, man
We was looking for some b*tches
So they pulled up on like four fine whores, man
And you know, I didn't know the motherf*cking b*tches were prostitutes, man
And they just caught me, ain't that a b*tch?

[Laylaw] n*gga, where was y'all at?
[Eazy-E]
We was in Hollywood, we're in Hollywood, man
Looking out for some b*tches, b*tches was bad than a motherf*cker
Man, don't tell my woman that, man
Cause I wanna know what the f*ck is going on, you know, I'm f*cked up, man
For me, I ain't supposed to be riding with my b*tches
You know, pussies that I had..

[Laylaw] Yeah word, whose you with, man?
[Eazy-E] I'm here with Yella, Ren, Dre, you know, man..
[Laylaw] Aww man, all them n*ggas with you?
[Eazy-E] Yeah.. nig..
[Laylaw] Aww man, no thing?
[Eazy-E] n*ggas are trying to get that thing, man, you know what I'm saying?
[Laylaw] Yeah

[Eazy-E]
And f*ck it, I'ma just let you talk to Ren, man
He can tell you a little better than I can and sh*t

[Laylaw] Alright
[Eazy-E] Hold on!!