Song | Secret Indictment |
Artist | Yukmouth |
Album | Thugged Out: The Albulation |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dean, Ellis, Williams | |
(Intro) | |
Get em uhh what what say fuck the cops nigga | |
Fuck the cops nigga thugged out what get em | |
(Chorus) | |
Juvenile as a child but goin to the pen as men | |
Either Rawkus Isle Four Shone or San Quinn | |
Where my life end fuck doin time in the pen | |
I'd rather die fuck time in the pen secret indictment | |
I'm strikin like lightning in the fast lane | |
Introduced to the crack game by nigga Jermaine | |
And get your scratch man | |
The gats came, the leather gloves and ski masks came | |
And then the lake on the slaps came | |
Ain't a damn thang to it | |
Do fool we just gon do it | |
Get em for the kilos and embalming fluid | |
I'm a do it but since I'm new to it | |
Ask that nigga why you don't do it | |
He said hey yo that's the nigga I'm cool with | |
I fool with on the Peruv shit | |
But dudes sick drunk off two fifths | |
He showed me where the kilos is hidden at | |
Exclusive but cuz I knew shit nobody lose shit | |
They ruthless but if I do the lick nigga we screw shit | |
So if you gon do it let me know | |
You let me know what to do with this shit when I get it | |
Meet me at Texaco and then we'll flee get away fly to Mexico | |
Cancun the lampoon with the fileco | |
Illegal drug life we'll live the thug life | |
Ever since a kid when my father used to sniff the white | |
In front of me look what you've done to me | |
Your son is gonna be a thug | |
Until they put one in me or I'm a see my blood | |
I need to bust fuckin with the niggas rein up | |
Soon as we get this lick niggas gon be seein us | |
Hop in the GM truck then pull up to the spot | |
Not knowin it's bein watched by cops | |
Still I creep up the stairs with the glock hot | |
Kicked down the door | |
Where the nigga hides the money at I hit his bedroom drawers | |
For sho money galore nigga I scored | |
Snatch a lotta gs put it in my socks and the wallabys | |
Got the kis out the basement left his his shit vacant | |
But the cops had a nigga on surveillance | |
They let me take shit they didn't raid shit | |
But finally watch a nigga make that illegal exchanges | |
Listen yeah nigga I told yo motherfuckin ass this was a sweet | |
Ass lick throw that shit in motherfuckin trunk fool | |
Lets ride to this motherfuckin telly and get up with these hoes | |
(Chorus x2) | |
That was an easy lick put the kicks in his whip | |
Then we hit the hotel six to split the chips | |
Police will get this shit crunk | |
Called the nigga that we robbed told em we'd rob em now its big funk | |
And niggas like him be waitin for shit to jump with the pump | |
Get your ump throw the bitch in the trunk with the bump | |
Then the police told him where we stay | |
Think we got a smooth getaway parlay | |
Drinkin Alize and Crysti with these bad bitches drippin on the floor | |
Til some nigga kicked down the door | |
And screamed any last wishes in a ski mask trippin and mack grippin | |
All we had was two gats hidden | |
One in the bathroom one in the kitchen the ho that was trippin | |
Started cryin he slapped her ass and said stop bicthin | |
Now y'all listen give me all the chickens | |
Before a nigga could mention anything he shot my nigga in the back | |
Called him a rat and slapped him with a gat | |
He blew the bitches wig back clack clack | |
Unload put a new clip back clack clack | |
Aimed the gat at me asked me where the crack at | |
You know we had to stash that said it's in the kitchen in a knap sack | |
Hey let me show you don't do no funny moves or I'll blow you | |
I know you it's over here he seen the Peru | |
I grabbed the tech twenty-two out the drawer cocked it back and blew | |
His fuckin brains on the wall grabbed the caine fuck the broads | |
Tried to leave out the hotel room and seen the laws pull up | |
'Freeze put your hands up or we're comin in with tear gas' | |
Shit I ran back in the hotel room stashed the cash | |
And the slapsticks and you know through the glass came the gas | |
Bombs and motherfuckers sprayed likeSadam Hussein | |
It came to this bitch cops is dangerous | |
Chokin could barely breath no air police everywhere | |
So I crawled in the bathroom hide in there | |
Plus I got a five in there | |
'Come out or we're comin in' | |
Put his sight in the air but I'm not goin alive I swear | |
(Outro) | |
I'll blast myself 'No son' Nigga back up all y'all back up | |
I'm puttin this gun to my motherfuckin head 'No put thst gun down son' | |
No I'm puttin it in my mouth 'You don't wanna do that' Back up back up | |
'No man' It's in my mouth 'No you ain't gon do no time' Back up | |
'You ain't did nothin yet' I'm I'm a Pull pull the trigger | |
'Put that gun down you ain't done nothin you ain't done nothin' | |
It's the end of the albulation I don't give a fuck | |
'You got too much to live for you don't wanna do that' I'm ready to die | |
'Naw Naw please man take the gun down' Back up 'No No don't do it man' | |
Back up 'Don't do it no no' Back up nigga 'Damn shot himself' | |
'Someone call an ambulance 911' |
zuo qu : Dean, Ellis, Williams | |
Intro | |
Get em uhh what what say fuck the cops nigga | |
Fuck the cops nigga thugged out what get em | |
Chorus | |
Juvenile as a child but goin to the pen as men | |
Either Rawkus Isle Four Shone or San Quinn | |
Where my life end fuck doin time in the pen | |
I' d rather die fuck time in the pen secret indictment | |
I' m strikin like lightning in the fast lane | |
Introduced to the crack game by nigga Jermaine | |
And get your scratch man | |
The gats came, the leather gloves and ski masks came | |
And then the lake on the slaps came | |
Ain' t a damn thang to it | |
Do fool we just gon do it | |
Get em for the kilos and embalming fluid | |
I' m a do it but since I' m new to it | |
Ask that nigga why you don' t do it | |
He said hey yo that' s the nigga I' m cool with | |
I fool with on the Peruv shit | |
But dudes sick drunk off two fifths | |
He showed me where the kilos is hidden at | |
Exclusive but cuz I knew shit nobody lose shit | |
They ruthless but if I do the lick nigga we screw shit | |
So if you gon do it let me know | |
You let me know what to do with this shit when I get it | |
Meet me at Texaco and then we' ll flee get away fly to Mexico | |
Cancun the lampoon with the fileco | |
Illegal drug life we' ll live the thug life | |
Ever since a kid when my father used to sniff the white | |
In front of me look what you' ve done to me | |
Your son is gonna be a thug | |
Until they put one in me or I' m a see my blood | |
I need to bust fuckin with the niggas rein up | |
Soon as we get this lick niggas gon be seein us | |
Hop in the GM truck then pull up to the spot | |
Not knowin it' s bein watched by cops | |
Still I creep up the stairs with the glock hot | |
Kicked down the door | |
Where the nigga hides the money at I hit his bedroom drawers | |
For sho money galore nigga I scored | |
Snatch a lotta gs put it in my socks and the wallabys | |
Got the kis out the basement left his his shit vacant | |
But the cops had a nigga on surveillance | |
They let me take shit they didn' t raid shit | |
But finally watch a nigga make that illegal exchanges | |
Listen yeah nigga I told yo motherfuckin ass this was a sweet | |
Ass lick throw that shit in motherfuckin trunk fool | |
Lets ride to this motherfuckin telly and get up with these hoes | |
Chorus x2 | |
That was an easy lick put the kicks in his whip | |
Then we hit the hotel six to split the chips | |
Police will get this shit crunk | |
Called the nigga that we robbed told em we' d rob em now its big funk | |
And niggas like him be waitin for shit to jump with the pump | |
Get your ump throw the bitch in the trunk with the bump | |
Then the police told him where we stay | |
Think we got a smooth getaway parlay | |
Drinkin Alize and Crysti with these bad bitches drippin on the floor | |
Til some nigga kicked down the door | |
And screamed any last wishes in a ski mask trippin and mack grippin | |
All we had was two gats hidden | |
One in the bathroom one in the kitchen the ho that was trippin | |
Started cryin he slapped her ass and said stop bicthin | |
Now y' all listen give me all the chickens | |
Before a nigga could mention anything he shot my nigga in the back | |
Called him a rat and slapped him with a gat | |
He blew the bitches wig back clack clack | |
Unload put a new clip back clack clack | |
Aimed the gat at me asked me where the crack at | |
You know we had to stash that said it' s in the kitchen in a knap sack | |
Hey let me show you don' t do no funny moves or I' ll blow you | |
I know you it' s over here he seen the Peru | |
I grabbed the tech twentytwo out the drawer cocked it back and blew | |
His fuckin brains on the wall grabbed the caine fuck the broads | |
Tried to leave out the hotel room and seen the laws pull up | |
' Freeze put your hands up or we' re comin in with tear gas' | |
Shit I ran back in the hotel room stashed the cash | |
And the slapsticks and you know through the glass came the gas | |
Bombs and motherfuckers sprayed likeSadam Hussein | |
It came to this bitch cops is dangerous | |
Chokin could barely breath no air police everywhere | |
So I crawled in the bathroom hide in there | |
Plus I got a five in there | |
' Come out or we' re comin in' | |
Put his sight in the air but I' m not goin alive I swear | |
Outro | |
I' ll blast myself ' No son' Nigga back up all y' all back up | |
I' m puttin this gun to my motherfuckin head ' No put thst gun down son' | |
No I' m puttin it in my mouth ' You don' t wanna do that' Back up back up | |
' No man' It' s in my mouth ' No you ain' t gon do no time' Back up | |
' You ain' t did nothin yet' I' m I' m a Pull pull the trigger | |
' Put that gun down you ain' t done nothin you ain' t done nothin' | |
It' s the end of the albulation I don' t give a fuck | |
' You got too much to live for you don' t wanna do that' I' m ready to die | |
' Naw Naw please man take the gun down' Back up ' No No don' t do it man' | |
Back up ' Don' t do it no no' Back up nigga ' Damn shot himself' | |
' Someone call an ambulance 911' |
zuò qǔ : Dean, Ellis, Williams | |
Intro | |
Get em uhh what what say fuck the cops nigga | |
Fuck the cops nigga thugged out what get em | |
Chorus | |
Juvenile as a child but goin to the pen as men | |
Either Rawkus Isle Four Shone or San Quinn | |
Where my life end fuck doin time in the pen | |
I' d rather die fuck time in the pen secret indictment | |
I' m strikin like lightning in the fast lane | |
Introduced to the crack game by nigga Jermaine | |
And get your scratch man | |
The gats came, the leather gloves and ski masks came | |
And then the lake on the slaps came | |
Ain' t a damn thang to it | |
Do fool we just gon do it | |
Get em for the kilos and embalming fluid | |
I' m a do it but since I' m new to it | |
Ask that nigga why you don' t do it | |
He said hey yo that' s the nigga I' m cool with | |
I fool with on the Peruv shit | |
But dudes sick drunk off two fifths | |
He showed me where the kilos is hidden at | |
Exclusive but cuz I knew shit nobody lose shit | |
They ruthless but if I do the lick nigga we screw shit | |
So if you gon do it let me know | |
You let me know what to do with this shit when I get it | |
Meet me at Texaco and then we' ll flee get away fly to Mexico | |
Cancun the lampoon with the fileco | |
Illegal drug life we' ll live the thug life | |
Ever since a kid when my father used to sniff the white | |
In front of me look what you' ve done to me | |
Your son is gonna be a thug | |
Until they put one in me or I' m a see my blood | |
I need to bust fuckin with the niggas rein up | |
Soon as we get this lick niggas gon be seein us | |
Hop in the GM truck then pull up to the spot | |
Not knowin it' s bein watched by cops | |
Still I creep up the stairs with the glock hot | |
Kicked down the door | |
Where the nigga hides the money at I hit his bedroom drawers | |
For sho money galore nigga I scored | |
Snatch a lotta gs put it in my socks and the wallabys | |
Got the kis out the basement left his his shit vacant | |
But the cops had a nigga on surveillance | |
They let me take shit they didn' t raid shit | |
But finally watch a nigga make that illegal exchanges | |
Listen yeah nigga I told yo motherfuckin ass this was a sweet | |
Ass lick throw that shit in motherfuckin trunk fool | |
Lets ride to this motherfuckin telly and get up with these hoes | |
Chorus x2 | |
That was an easy lick put the kicks in his whip | |
Then we hit the hotel six to split the chips | |
Police will get this shit crunk | |
Called the nigga that we robbed told em we' d rob em now its big funk | |
And niggas like him be waitin for shit to jump with the pump | |
Get your ump throw the bitch in the trunk with the bump | |
Then the police told him where we stay | |
Think we got a smooth getaway parlay | |
Drinkin Alize and Crysti with these bad bitches drippin on the floor | |
Til some nigga kicked down the door | |
And screamed any last wishes in a ski mask trippin and mack grippin | |
All we had was two gats hidden | |
One in the bathroom one in the kitchen the ho that was trippin | |
Started cryin he slapped her ass and said stop bicthin | |
Now y' all listen give me all the chickens | |
Before a nigga could mention anything he shot my nigga in the back | |
Called him a rat and slapped him with a gat | |
He blew the bitches wig back clack clack | |
Unload put a new clip back clack clack | |
Aimed the gat at me asked me where the crack at | |
You know we had to stash that said it' s in the kitchen in a knap sack | |
Hey let me show you don' t do no funny moves or I' ll blow you | |
I know you it' s over here he seen the Peru | |
I grabbed the tech twentytwo out the drawer cocked it back and blew | |
His fuckin brains on the wall grabbed the caine fuck the broads | |
Tried to leave out the hotel room and seen the laws pull up | |
' Freeze put your hands up or we' re comin in with tear gas' | |
Shit I ran back in the hotel room stashed the cash | |
And the slapsticks and you know through the glass came the gas | |
Bombs and motherfuckers sprayed likeSadam Hussein | |
It came to this bitch cops is dangerous | |
Chokin could barely breath no air police everywhere | |
So I crawled in the bathroom hide in there | |
Plus I got a five in there | |
' Come out or we' re comin in' | |
Put his sight in the air but I' m not goin alive I swear | |
Outro | |
I' ll blast myself ' No son' Nigga back up all y' all back up | |
I' m puttin this gun to my motherfuckin head ' No put thst gun down son' | |
No I' m puttin it in my mouth ' You don' t wanna do that' Back up back up | |
' No man' It' s in my mouth ' No you ain' t gon do no time' Back up | |
' You ain' t did nothin yet' I' m I' m a Pull pull the trigger | |
' Put that gun down you ain' t done nothin you ain' t done nothin' | |
It' s the end of the albulation I don' t give a fuck | |
' You got too much to live for you don' t wanna do that' I' m ready to die | |
' Naw Naw please man take the gun down' Back up ' No No don' t do it man' | |
Back up ' Don' t do it no no' Back up nigga ' Damn shot himself' | |
' Someone call an ambulance 911' |