Lil Woody

When you came home and you put in that song, we the rat.

I said, okay, you a rat.

Because if I brought you home and you consider me a rat, you sign the interrogation room.

No matter what you said, you told.

So I could break down a lot of things in the interrogation, but I was just like, man, I'm going to leave him alone.

You know what I'm saying?

He can't deal with it.

From a criminal, a convicted felon, a street nigga, bro.

If you ever in the streets pretend to be gangsta and the police got you in the interrogation room, interrogating, you got butterflies for one, bro.

You can't eat.

You just pooned and got a shit.

Nigga, you put some cheese down, bread, that rat going to get it.

So a nigga seen that motherfucker eating.

I bet you ain't even seen no wood in it, none of them interrogation.

I had the bubble guts.

You feel me?

I'm going to see them bottle up, knocks in my stomach.

So when I seen a nigga comfortable eating, I ain't even think about it being a bologna sandwich.

How the hell could you eat?

And I've been in the interrogation room three, four times.