作词 : Derrick Johnson
 作曲 : Derrick Johnson
They know I had that yeeky when the pigs yanked me
It ain't nothin', just a bail bond away, baby
Handles with the rock, no pump fakin'
Beyond the gang, it's a whole lotta drums quakin'
They know I had that yeeky when the pigs yanked me
It ain't nothin', just a bail bond away, baby
Handles with the rock, no pump fakin'
Beyond the gang, it's a whole lotta drums quakin'
My *****s used to ride Buick LeSab'
Back then, ain't no tellin' what I'd do for a chain (Yeah)
Still maneuver through the sewer with gang
Denim's full of dirty bandicas, abusin' the game (Ohh)
We drug abusive, it's reducin' the pain (Yeah)
*****s be speakin' wenches, misusin' the name
High, drop a hundred shots, we just doin' our thang
Line you dorks up and follow through with the play
Conversation with God, granny taught me to pray (Uh-huh)
Makin' sure my daughter future economically straight (Yeah)
*****s from my own jurisdiction constantly hatin'
Worked hard to get this far, I can honestly say
Took pride in my ism, used to polish it straight
*****s copy the wave but they couldn't copy the reign
Shooters willin' to die behind that **** on his face
Know we bodyin' ******* if their ***** in the way, flame
They know I had that yeeky when the pigs yanked me
It ain't nothin', just a bail bond away, baby
Handles with the rock, no pump fakin'
Beyond the gang, it's a whole lotta drums quakin'
They know I had that yeeky when the pigs yanked me
It ain't nothin', just a bail bond away, baby
Handles with the rock, no pump fakin'
Beyond the gang, it's a whole lotta drums quakin'
Boss on a ho with the cars and the rope
But it came from the flame, first to floss from the coke
Put the bars in the soda, put the horse in the motor
If I ask you what they go for then you know I gotta move
Two-illeven certified, I'm turnin' to a murda ride
'Cause *****s hittin' ************* up that don't deserve to die
And that's how it be at where I be at
A drought 'fore a knock like a rehab
My dog gon' tell you he done died three times
Over one bad *****, a brick and three dimes
When I'm ridin' with the iron never get to recline
'Cause a ***** gon' roll up on your whip on each side
I ran up on the plug 'fore they saw us in the club
So you know a ***** life worth a coffin and a dub
'Round here, boy, **** get mainey in a minute
Heard they hit my ***** whip up and I'm prayin' he ain't in it
They know I had that yeeky when the pigs yanked me
It ain't nothin', just a bail bond away, baby
Handles with the rock, no pump fakin'
Beyond the gang, it's a whole lotta drums quakin'
They know I had that yeeky when the pigs yanked me
It ain't nothin', just a bail bond away, baby
Handles with the rock, no pump fakin'
Beyond the gang, it's a whole lotta drums quakin'
Boss on a ho, we for surely gettin' dough
If you ain't get indicted, what you talkin' to 'em fo'
Powder on my nose, *****, rocket to the dome
I gotta grab the forty just to walk up to the sto'
There's a whole lot goin' on (A whole lot)
A whole lot goin' on (A whole lot), there's a whole lot
There's a whole lot goin' on
A whole lot goin' on, there's a whole lot
They know I had that yeeky when the pigs yanked me
It ain't nothin', just a bail bond away, baby
Handles with the rock, no pump fakin'
Beyond the gang, it's a whole lotta drums quakin'
They know I had that yeeky when the pigs yanked me
It ain't nothin', just a bail bond away, baby
Handles with the rock, no pump fakin'
Beyond the gang, it's a whole lotta drums quakin'