Out On Bail

Oh, I posted bail? I'm out this motherf**ker? I could go? Oh, f**k y'all, aye, f**k the judge f**k the motherf**kin' District Attorney, the prosecutor And f**k you motherf**kers in the jury box f**k all y'all 'cause I'm out on motherf**kin' bail Y'all ain't never gonna see me in this motherf**ker again Drop that shit 'em Let these old punk a*s bitches know how we runnin' this shit Niggaz ain't going back to court you stank a*s bitches I'm 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 f**k 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 it's major I'm makin' shanks out the plastics in razors These motherf**kers won't leave me alone that's my word About to turn a violation to a motherf**kin' murder I'm makin' collect calls to my old bitches Send more pictures and make me some more riches To all the s*ckers 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 Out on bail Thuglife will never fail Thuglife niggaz, thuglife niggaz Out on bail Thuglife will never fail Thuglife niggaz, thuglife niggaz 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 f**k 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 f**kin' streets I'm a handle this A thug nigga gettin' scandalous, I'm on bail Out on bail Thuglife will never fail Thuglife niggaz, thuglife niggaz ...