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Oh, I posted bail? I'm out this motherfucker? |
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I could go? Oh, fuck y'all, aye, fuck the judge |
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Fuck the motherfuckin' District Attorney, the prosecutor |
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And fuck you motherfuckers in the jury box |
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Fuck all y'all 'cause I'm out on motherfuckin' bail |
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Y'all ain't never gonna see me in this motherfucker again |
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Drop that shit 'em |
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Let these old punk ass bitches know how we runnin' this shit |
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Niggaz ain't going back to court you stank ass bitches |
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I'm stuck in jail, the DA's tryin' to burn me I'd be out on bail |
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If I had a good attorney, wanna label me a criminal and cuff me up |
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Got a pocket full of money so they rough me up |
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I ain't trippin' in the county and I'm mad as fuck |
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Got a record so they put me with the baddest bunch |
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Everybody wanna talk 'cause I'm rappin' |
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They askin' me what happened |
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Is it true you did a flick with Janet Jackson |
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I can't sleep, they takin' Polaroid's |
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And I'm tryna to use the phone but they makin' noise |
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Man, I wish I had my Glock 'cause it's major |
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I'm makin' shanks out the plastics in razors |
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These motherfuckers won't leave me alone that's my word |
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About to turn a violation to a motherfuckin' murder |
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I'm makin' collect calls to my old bitches |
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Send more pictures and make me some more riches |
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To all the suckers on the block talkin' shit while I was locked up |
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Be prepared to get socked up |
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'Cause the game is deep and the fame is brief |
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And you bullshittin' bitches ain't changin' me |
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I came straight up out the gutter, I was saved from hell |
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And I'm a thug I was raised in jail |
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Now I'm out on bail |
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Out on bail |
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Thuglife will never fail |
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Thuglife niggaz, thuglife niggaz |
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Out on bail |
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Thuglife will never fail |
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Thuglife niggaz, thuglife niggaz |
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I'm stuck in jail, mad as a bitch I'd be out on bail |
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If it wasn't for the snitch, runnin' wild through the streets |
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Like I'm loco and fuck the punk police and they chokeholds |
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I got no love in my heart 'cause I'm heartless |
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Mobbin' in the park after dark wanna start shit |
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Rippin' up the scene as a teen I was at it, hey |
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And sellin' products to the addicts 'cause they gotta have it |
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I was a well-known thug and I gotta lot a love |
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Hangin' out with the old G's shootin' up the clubs |
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And mama told me don't hang with the homeys |
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But they got me if they need me then it's on G |
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Got me sittin' in the cell a five by seven |
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Will I finally get to go to ghetto heaven |
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Got my bitches on the outside writin' me letters |
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And they tell me they love me and the shit will get better |
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I don't believe 'em 'cause I just got the news on the wire |
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Take it how you want it but your bitch is on fire |
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I gotta be a player so I stay strong |
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'Cause I know that I won't be away long |
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And when I finally do hit the fuckin' streets I'm a handle this |
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A thug nigga gettin' scandalous, I'm on bail |
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Out on bail |
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Thuglife will never fail |
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Thuglife niggaz, thuglife niggaz |
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