2Pac – Out on Bail

Incredibly talented and veteran rapper, Tupac Shakur comes out with another amazing song which is titled “Out on Bail”.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 03 on his top charting album project called “Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z…” was officially released on 16 February 1993.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

Listen up below!.

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LYRICS

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

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

(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

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

(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

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