2Pac — Out on Bail

[Intro] Oh I posted bail? I'm out this motherfucker? I can go?! Aw, fuck y'all! Ay fuck the judge! Fuck the motherfuckin' district attorney, the prosecutor And fuck you motherfuckers in the jury box, fuck all y'all! Cause I'm out on motherfuckin' 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 runnin' this shit for the '94 Niggas ain't goin' back to court, you stank ass bitches [Verse 1] I'm stuck in jail, the D.A.'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 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' 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 motherfuckers won't leave me alone, that's my word 'Bout to turn a violation to a motherfuckin' murder I'm makin' co-llect calls to my ol' bitches Send mo' pictures, and make me some mo' 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 bullshit 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 [Hook] (Out on bail) You know what fuckin' 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 motherfuckin' cold 40's in this bitch nigga Cause I'm out on bail (thug life nigga) Ay pass me my motherfuckin' Rolex Yes bitch, that's a Presidential [Verse 2] I'm stuck in jail, and 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 when I start shit 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 O.G.'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 bitches on the outside, writin' 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 fuckin' streets, I'ma handle this A thug nigga gettin' scandalous, I'm on bail [Hook] (Out on bail) You know what fuckin' 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 motherfuckin' cold 40's in this bitch nigga Cause I'm out on bail (thug life nigga) Ay pass me my motherfuckin' Rolex Yes bitch, that's a Presidential [Outro] Motherfuckers tryin', to harass a player Man I ain't goin' for this ol' crazy ol' shit Dealin' with you scandalous bitches Y'all need to pop some of these crooked ass motherfuckin' judges But here go the motherfuckin' 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' motherfuckin' time with no bullshit baby Trust me, it's that real shit Talkin' 'bout that shit you can be tellin' your grandkids about y'know? I ran with a thug nigga, believe that This is for my fuckin' nigga 'em and the motherfuckin' boys In case you wonderin', we doin' this shit, hell motherfuckin' yeah An ounce of that shit, sittin' in yo' motherfuckin' lap Now press rewind nigga