-five in the fifty-four License and registration and step out of the car Are you carryin' a weapon on you? I know a lot of you are I ain't steppin' out
to his own shit She like the way I ride the track I'm trying to pull the tracks out Young gon' to be a chiropractor I'm 'bout to check her back out
Sometimes I'm like the only person I feel safe to tell it to I'm locked inside a cell in me, I know that there's a jail in you Consider this your bailing out
A captain without a ship, a rabbi without a shul Now I'm about to go to jail, there's no one who will pay my bail I have no one who I can cry to, no one
goin what chain was he wearin, what he drivin ,was he glowin? who givin him head, who he hittin, who he go wit who u seen him in the mall, or creepin out
before this nation I always remember, I can't forget, wo, wo, wo I was walking on the shore when they took me in the ship And they throw me overboard And I swung right out
VCR went then the TV went He stole out of mommy purse she thought it was me, kid I ain't ask for no money son 'cause I was out hustlin' She was lookin
an old tennis shoe Out of the river all ugly and green Came the biggest old alligator that I've ever seen Teeth big and pointy and his eyes were buggin' out
the Barber, Luke and me Passed out tickets cautiously To see the burning of the soup Down at Lucy's chicken coop Then of course Ferdinand Started out
Rest in peace, baby You're not for me dawg That's how many that don't know They knew I could do it They don't know, who we be (This goes out to my nigga
her the boy Now she screamin' out, "Boy, boy, boy" Now she playin' with herself, Cam dig it out, lift her up Ma, it's just a fuck, girl, get it out,
! Ayo Kim can spit, man, she don't write her shit Nah, Biggie wrote her shit, shut up bitch! I heard she goin' to jail, I heard she out on bail She done
feelin' whoopty, whoop nigga whut? Dre and Snoop chronic'ed out in the 'llac With Doc in the back, sippin' on 'gnac Clip in the strap, dippin' through hoods Compton, Long Beach, Inglewood South Central out
Sittin' here, guess I didn't make bail Got time and a story to tell Started when I was nine years old Woke up, my daddy was gone I started hustlin',
Shake it shake it baby Shake it shake it mama Shake it Cali Shake it shake it baby Shake it shake it shake it shake it Out on bail fresh outta jail,
it alone by ourselves Little help from E eternal we will him will neva forget him Stood our ground and we put this down It'll be my niggas we out on the
't got no scrilla And sho' nuff he don't got no scrilla told ya Helplessly claim that I shorted you out Voted you out, closed you out Nigga, you know
vault, time to bail, well, tickets I'm out the door, hopped in the smug and I break fast Get to my pad, sit back and laugh, locked out As I flip through