Miranda Rights Songtext

(Talking) Hey.... Umh, I think I Got Rights Yah Know? Back Off My Balls. Verse 1 (Saltine): Where The Hell Is My Lawyer I Refuse To Answer Questions! Take Me To Jail! Try To Prove A Lesson! All I Had Was The Smith And Wesson Aimed At Yo Face, Had You On The Ground Bout' To Blow Out Your Brains, You Got Me Goin Insane Sayin How Im Raised, Because I Own A 12 Guage You Think That Im Crazed. But Yo Lisen To Me Yo Let Me Speak Up You Didnt See Wha The Nigga Did To My Truck He Tried To Flatten All Four Tires So I Had To Make Him Retired, Made That Nigga Perspire, He Sweatin Some Bullets Wonderin If Im Gonna' Pull It The Feds Rolled Up Im In Trouble Yall Knows It. (Talking) Im In Trouble Yall Knows It, Foe Sho' Yo Im In Trouble Yall Knows It Foe Sho'z It Uh Huh Uh Huh Uh Huh, Cops Read Me Their Rights, My Rights, Im Gonna Knock Out They Lights, Then We Gonna Fights, And Then I'll Be In Jails Tonight's. Yall Know.... Miranda Rights (ECHO)