Secret Indictment Lyrics
| 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' |
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