Out On Bail

(álbum: Loyal To The Game - 2004)

Oh I posted bail? I'm out this motherfucker? I can go?!
Aw, fuck y'all! Ay fuck the judge!
Fuck the motherfucking district attorney, the prosecutor
And fuck you motherfuckers in the jury box, fuck all y'all!
Cause I'm out on motherfucking bail
Y'all ain't never gon' see me in this motherfucker again!
Drop that shit L G
Let these ol' punk-ass bitches know how we running this shit for the '94
Niggas ain't going back to court, you stank ass bitches

I'm stuck in jail, the D.A.'s trying to burn me
I'd be out on bail, if I had a good attorney
Want to label me a criminal and cuff me up
Got a pocket full of money so they rough me up I ain't tripping
In the county and I'm mad as fuck
Got a record so they put me with the baddest bunch
Everybody wanna talk cause I'm rapping, they asking me what happened
Is it true you did a flick with Janet Jackson?
I can't sleep! They taking Polaroids
And I'm trying to use the phone, but they making noise
Man I wish I had my Glock, cause it's major
I'm making shanks out the plastic in razors
These motherfuckers won't leave me alone, that's my word
'Bout to turn a violation to a motherfucking murder
I'm making co-llect calls to my ol' bitches
Send mo' pictures, and make me some mo' riches
To all the suckers on the block, talking shit while I was locked up
Be prepared to get socked up
Cause the game is deep, and the fame is brief
And you bullshit bitches ain't changing me
I came straight up out the gutter, I was saved from hell
And I'm a thug, I was raised in jail, now I'm out on bail

(Out on bail) You know what fucking time it is
I'm out on bail (thug life nigga) 50,000 BEYOTCH! I'm out on bail
(Out on bail) Hand me some motherfucking cold 40's in this bitch nigga
Cause I'm out on bail (thug life nigga)
Ay pass me my motherfucking Rolex
Yes bitch, that's a Presidential

I'm stuck in jail, and mad as a bitch
I'd be out on bail, if it wasn't for the snitch
Running wild through the streets like I'm loco
And fuck the punk police and they chokeholds
I got no love in my heart cause I'm heartless
Mobbing in the park after dark when I start shit
Ripping up the scene as a teen I was at it, hey
And selling product to the addicts cause they gotta have it
I was a well-known thug and I got a lot of love
Hanging out with the O.G.'s, shooting up the clubs
And momma told me, don't hang with the homies
But they got me if they need me, then it's on g
Got me sitting in a cell, a five by seven
Will I finally get to go to ghetto heaven?
Got my bitches on the outside, writing me letters
And they tell me they love me, and the shit'll get better
I don't believe 'em cause I just got the news on the wire
Take it how you want it but your picture's on fire
I gotta be a player so I stay strong
cause I know that I won't be away long
And when I finally do hit the fucking streets, I'ma handle this
A thug nigga getting scandalous, I'm on bail

(Out on bail) You know what fucking time it is
I'm out on bail (thug life nigga) 50,000 BEYOTCH! I'm out on bail
(Out on bail) Hand me some motherfucking cold 40's in this bitch nigga
Cause I'm out on bail (thug life nigga)
Ay pass me my motherfucking Rolex
Yes bitch, that's a Presidential

Motherfuckers trying, to harass a player
Man I ain't going for this ol' crazy ol' shit
Dealing with you scandalous bitches
Y'all need to pop some of these crooked ass motherfucking judges
But here go the motherfucking fetti, I'm out on bail
I'll see you motherfuckers at the next show
By the way, where is my bitch?
You know, that's that ol' real thug shit
Real live thug shit, genuine
Y'knahmsayin? I wouldn't waste yo' motherfucking time with no bullshit baby
Trust me, it's that real shit
Talking 'bout that shit you can be telling your grandkids about y'know?
I ran with a thug nigga, believe that
This is for my fucking nigga 'em and the motherfucking boys
In case you wondering, we doing this shit, hell motherfucking yeah
An ounce of that shit, sitting in yo' motherfucking lap
Now press rewind nigga