Lyrics:
my squadron
The sheriff out front
Gonna sic the dogs in
That nigga talkin' bout he got warrants
He said yeah
You better come out with your hands
They came with a posse
And took mein sixgun away
The crowd was too angry
To leave me in jail
The sheriff said, "Outlaw
I'm gon' let you run away
head out this is my night
Are you gonna step with rock when I got the mic
I shot the sheriff and the deputy too
Paid off the feds now its all about my
My father he rides with your sheriffs
And I know he would never mean harm,
But to see both sides of a quarrel
Is to judge without haste
shine her ever loving light on me
Oh, if you ever go to Houston, ya better walk right
Ya better not stagger, you'd better not fight
Sheriff he'll
the ever-lovin' light on me
If you ever go to Houston, oh you better walk right
And you better not squallow and you better not fight
Sheriff Rocko will arrest you,
the sheriff will arrest you, he's gonna take you down
And when the jury finds you guilty, you're penitentiary bound
Oh let the midnight special shine her
"Jump", said the sheriff, "Get up out of that hole
Get in the line and do what you're told!"
[Chorus]
[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Make glad
Keep an eye out
I say you better not fight
You know the sheriff, he'll grab you
And the boys will pull you down
And then before you know it now
You're
not fight
You know the sheriff, he'll grab you
And the boys will pull you down
And then before you know it now
You're penitentiary bound
Ah, let
slingin', spurs hittin' the floor
Call me hoss, I'm the boss, with the sauce, and the horse
No remorse for the sheriff, in his eye I ain't right
I'ma paint
on me
Told 'em I was sideways doin about a buck 50 in Salonto County
Sheriffs pull my ass over, and book me caught me with a gun
And a bunch of Alezah
down south - grits and gravy and hush your mouth Hair so long I'm startin' to look like a man in drag It was then that the sheriff walked up and said,
crossing the line
With one more carafe of it
But really sheriff sir
I wasn't doing more than fifty
Oh you mean it was your car
I took from Merle's
afternoon
His wife beside him in the wagon as into town they rode.
A deputy sheriff approached them in a manner rather rude
Using vulgar words of language
I heard it on the radio and six o' clock news
Said, "You'd better not drive when you get on the booze"
The sheriff was on TV an a shakin' his hand
overtook me in Jericho
I was standing on the corner, reading the bill
When up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville
He said, young man, ain't your name
get yourself really on rock to the music and fun
Sip that wine and have a really good time and listen to a country song
Old sheriff Brown whenever
head out this is my night
Are you gonna step with rock when I got the mic
I shot the sheriff and the deputy too
Paid off the feds now its all about my
I got something for them
Behind the organ
I always roll deep
With my squadron
The sheriff out front
Gonna sic the dogs in
That nigga talkin bout
They gon jump me
When I stop performing
I got something for them
Behind the organ
I always roll deep
With my squadron
The sheriff out front
Gonna sic
better not gamble, there, you better not fight, at all
Or the sheriff will grab ya and the boys will bring you down
The next thing you know, boy
Oh!
burying someone at Forest Lawn
There's a big mob on the hill
Concrete sheriffs, smiling, sighing, asroturf
Benzodiazepine, Xanax and gin
Somebody's
the front page
For what, for stealing and stepping up to the sheriff
And when I enter the party, niggas shit in a (cell pimp)
For what, maybe 'cause I'm
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