Not Guilty lyrics

(INTRO / HOOK)

I told the Judge "Not Guilty"
I told the Judge "Not Guilty"
Prosecutor must be filthy
Only Lord knows if I'm Guilty

I told the Judge "Not Guilty"
I told the Judge "Not Guilty"
Prosecutor must be filthy
Only Lord knows if I’m *pause*


(VERSE)

I'm out on bail, what's up?
Can’t hear nothin' or pay nothin' much
Me and my team too hard too much
If you don't know us, then shut the f*ck up

Now you thought I was finished
Like Hooligan Hefs ain't wit it
When I start something, hold up
I make sure I f*cking finish

From 6-7, grew up in crime
My prints on the shotty, but it's still not mine
They wanna f*ck me, try f*ck me
Then I f*ck 'em twice as hard like a b*tch from behind
Bother, tell me why they bother?
I set the reload with the money from the profit
Don't ask me twice, you know that I got it
Hit the plug, reload stuff from the product

Why you lay do sh*t with passion?
When I do bars, no time for actin’
We do sh*t you couldn’t imagine
**** Took his life with that bolt action

My life is sin, call me the Grim Reaper
Me, myself and my brothers keeper
Turn a 5 seater to a 7 seater
Then shutdown the party like we bodies on sleepers

See me on the table, chip holder
When I was younger, wish I was older
Now I grow up, people change up
Got a lotta dirt and dust off my shoulder

Told ya, they f*ckin' wit HooliganHef$
6-7’s what I rep
They want some trouble, I'm the jaws of the jungle
Welcome to the gates of Death

I fear no man if he bleeds too
We pull triggers like soldiers too
I make moves, burner ringin'
Fat lady singin' when I throw that clip in
Tell me who’s tough when I'm on that mission?
Try and play bluff when I throw all the chips in
Run in his house, put a gun in his mouth
Bad Boy, good times I'm reminiscin'

I was in them cells, but I'm back
Hugo's got me tatted on his back
f*ck wit' my blood, get back, get back
Click Clack, BAP BAP BAP BAP BAP

Cause only Lord knows if I did it
If I did it, I didn't
D's trynna get me to admit it
HA! On ya bike, you idiots

From me, you'll never get a word
Only thing locked up is ya word
My brothers on the inside waiting for me
In case, the tables are turned, you live and you learn

Try teach me a lesson, man, I can't be taught
I save the talk, and I walk the walk
I run the ball, I don't talk at all
My freedom pends on a judge's call

Whether I breathe fresh air or not
Then I'll make Hefs game on lock?
Bars too hard, it made you men soft
When I call shots, respond 'yes boss'

They see, I'm killin' the game right now
f*ck rap beef, I put the mic down
Pick up the nine, then change their mind
Gag on a barrel Talk now, little mouse