Out on Bail Lyrics
Intro:
Oh, I posted bail? I'm out this motherfucker?
I can go? Oh, fuck y'all, ey, fuck the judge
Fuck the motherfuckin' district attorney, (fuck you) the prosecutor (fuck you)
And fuck you motherfuckers in the jury box (fuck you)
Fuck all y'all. Cause I'm out on motherfuckin' bail
Y?all ain't never gonna see me in this motherfucker again. Drop that shit Em.
Let these old punk ass bitches know how we runnin' this shit
Niggaz ain't going back to court you stank ass bitches
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Verse 1:
Im stuck in jail, the DA's tryin' to burn me,
I'd be out on bail if I had a good attorney,
Wanna label me a criminal and cuff me up,
Got a pocket full of money so they rough me up,
I ain't trippin' 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 rappin',
They askin' me what happened,
Is it true you did a flick with Janet Jackson,
I can't sleep they takin' Polaroid?s,
And I'm tryna to use the phone but they makin' noise,
Man I wish I had my glock cause its major,
I'm makin' shanks out the plastics in razors,
These motherfuckers won't leave me alone that?s my word,
Bout to turn a violation to a motherfuckin' murder,
I'm makin' collect calls to my old bitches,
Send more pictures and make me some more riches,
To all the suckers on the block talkin' shit while I was locked up,
Be prepared to get socked up,
Cause the game is deep and the fame is brief,
And you bullshittin' bitches ain't changin' 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.
Chorus:
Out on bail (You know what fuckin' time it is)
Thuglife will never fail (I'm out on bail)
Thuglife niggaz (I'm going straight to 50,000 biatch)
Thuglife niggaz (I'm out on bail)
Out on bail (Hey, hand me some motherfuckin' Colt 40's from the fridge nigga)
Thuglife will never fail (Cause I'm out on bail)
Thuglife niggaz (Hey, pass me my motherfuckin' Rolex)
Thuglife niggaz (Yes bitch that's a presidential, c?mon)
Verse 2:
I?m stuck in jail, mad as a bitch,
I'd be out on bail if it wasn't for the snitch,
Runnin' 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,
Mobbin' in the park after dark wanna start shit,
Rippin' up the scene as a teen I was at it (hey),
And sellin' products to the addicts cause they gotta have it,
I was a well-known thug and I gotta lot a love,
Hangin? out with the old G's shootin' up the clubs,
And mama told me don't hang with the homeys,
But they got me if they need me then it's on G,
Got me sittin' in the cell a five by seven,
Will I finally get to go to ghetto heaven,
Got my bitches on the outside writin' me letters,
And they tell me they love me and the shit will get better,
I don't believe ?em cause I just got the news on the wire,
Take it how you want it but your bitch is 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 fuckin' streets I'm a handle this,
A thug nigga gettin' scandalous,
I'm on bail
Chorus:
Out on bail,
Thuglife will never fail,
Thuglife niggaz,
Thuglife niggaz,
Out on bail,
Thuglife will never fail,
Thuglife niggaz,
Thuglife niggaz,
Out on bail,
Thuglife well never fail,
Thuglife niggaz,
Thuglife niggaz,
Out on bail,
Thuglife well never fail,
Thuglife niggaz,
Thuglife niggaz,
Out on bail,
Thuglife well never fail,
Thuglife niggaz,
Thuglife niggaz,
Out on bail,
Thuglife well never fail,
Thuglife niggaz,
Thuglife niggaz,
Out on bail,
Thuglife well never fail,
Thuglife niggaz,
Thuglife niggaz.
Outtro (through chorus):
See? Out on bail. Biatch. You know what time it is. I?m out on bail.
You know. Out on bail. Y'all Blow that shit. Get me up out this,
Yo, Em! Get me up out of this motherfucker, baby,
These motherfuckers are harrasing me and that ain't cool,
I?m out on bail. I'll see ya?ll motherfuckers at the next show, Tupac, and by the way, the media is my bitch,
It's that famous shit, you know? That?s that old real thug shit,
Real live thug shit, genuine, you know what I'm sayin',
I wouldn't waste your motherfuckin' time with no bullshit baby,
Trust me, It's that real shit. That shit you?d tell your grandkids about, you know?
I ran with a thug nigga, believe that,
This my motherfuckin' nigga Em on them motherfuckin' boards in case your wonderin',
We doing' this shit hell motherfuckin' yeah, an ounce of that shit sittin' in your motherfuckin' Lec,
Now press rewind nigga.