Out on Bail lyrics

by

Obie Trice


[Intro]
Oh, I posted bail?
I'm out this motherf*cker? (Hahaha)
I can go? Ah, f*ck y'all, ayy, f*ck the judge
f*ck the motherf*ckin' district attorney (f*ck you), the prosecutor (f*ck you)
And f*ck you motherf*ckers in the jury box (f*ck you)
f*ck all y'all, 'cause I'm out on motherf*ckin' bail
Y'all ain't never gon' see me in this motherf*cker again
Drop that sh*t, Em (Haha, yo)
Let these old punk-ass b*tches know how we runnin' this sh*t
n*ggas ain't goin' back to court, you stank-ass b*tches

[Verse 1]
I'm stuck in jail, the DEA's tryin' 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 trippin'
In the county and I'm mad as f*ck
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' Polaroids
And I'm tryin' 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 plastic in razors
These motherf*ckers won't leave me alone, that's my word
'Bout to turn a violation to a motherf*ckin' murder
I'm makin' collect calls to my old b*tches
Send more pictures, and make me some more riches
To all the suckers on the block, talkin' sh*t while I was locked up
Be prepared to get socked up
'Cause the game is deep, and the fame is brief
And you bullsh*ttin' b*tches 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: 2Pac & A.B. Money]
Out on bail (Hahaha)
You know what f*ckin' time it is
Thug life will never fail
I'm out on bail, thug life, n*gga
Fifty-thousand, b*tch, thug life, n*gga
I'm out on bail
Out on bail
Ayy, hand me some motherf*ckin' cold 40's in this b*tch, n*gga
Thug life will never fail
'Cause I'm out on bail, thug life, n*gga
Ayy, pass me my motherf*ckin' Rolex, thug life, n*gga
Yes, b*tch, that's a Presidential, come on

[Verse 2]
I'm stuck in jail, and mad as a b*tch
I'd be out on bail, if it wasn't for the snitch
Runnin' wild through the streets like I'm loco
And f*ck the punk police and they chokeholds
I got no love in my heart 'cause I'm heartless
Mobbin' in the park after dark when I start sh*t
Rippin' up the scene, as a teen I was at it, hey
And sellin' product to the addicts cause they gotta have it
I was a well-known thug and I got a lot of love
Hangin' out with the OG's, shootin' 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 sittin' in a cell, a five by seven
Will I finally get to go to ghetto heaven?
Got my b*tches on the outside, writin' me letters
And they tell me they love me, and that sh*t'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 (Hahaha)
And when I finally do hit the f*ckin' streets, I'ma handle this
A thug n*gga gettin' scandalous, I'm on bail
[Chorus: 2Pac & A.B. Money]
Out on bail
Thug life will never fail
You see me? Out on bail, b*tch, thug life, n*gga
You know what time it is, thug life, n*gga
I'm out on bail
Out on bail
Alright, ayy, y'all don't need to know about it, man, you know
Thug life will never fail
Out on bail, thug life, n*gga
Y'all blow that sh*t, thug life, n*gga
So motherf*ckers know how we do this, thug life, n*gga

[Outro: 2Pac & A.B. Money]
Get me up out this, yo, get me up out this motherf*cker, man
Out on bail
These motherf*ckers tryin' to harass a player
Thug life will never fail
Man, I ain't goin' for this old crazy old sh*t, thug life, n*gga
Dealin' with you scandalous b*tches, thug life, n*gga
Y'all n*ggas look like some of these crooked-ass motherf*ckin' judges
Out on bail
But, until then, here go the motherf*ckin' fetti, I'm out on bail
Thug life will never fail
I'll see you motherf*ckers at the next show, thug life, n*gga
By the way, where is my b*tch? Thug life, n*gga
Huh, huh
Out on bail
You know, that's that old real thug sh*t
Thug life will never fail
Real live thug sh*t, genuine, thug life, n*gga
You know what I'm sayin'? Thug life, n*gga
I wouldn't waste your motherf*ckin' time with no bullsh*t, baby
Out on bail
Trust me, it's that real sh*t
Thug life will never fail
Talkin' 'bout that sh*t you can be tellin' your grandkids about, you know?
Thug life, n*gga
I ran with a thug n*gga, believe that, thug life, n*gga
This is for my f*ckin' n*gga 'em and the motherf*ckin' boys
Out on bail
In case you wonderin', we doin' this sh*t, hell motherf*ckin' yeah
Thug life will never fail
An ounce of that sh*t sittin' in yo' motherf*ckin' lap, thug life, n*gga
Now press rewind, n*gga, thug life, n*gga
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