I'm sick of you hoes to run mine I'm comin' with a good line, runnin' one time I'm sick of you tryin' to run mine I'm comin' with a line, runnin' after one time
I'm of you hoes tryin' to run mine I'm comin' with a good line, after one time I got a grudge against you suits Black suits, white an' the state troops
the way you made us Send a nigga to the penitentiary is how you us That's the way you us a nigga to the penitentiary is how you
That's the way you us Send a nigga to the penitentiary is how you us us up for the summer Took the nigga's away an' passed us as a number
Just because you pack a gack, man Doesn't mean you have to point it at the black man Especially you black cops, you let your pop Because them got you brainwashed
Now we to new dealings Fuck all the dumb shit, the line of work is cap I'm cuttin' short, ain't no fillin' out reports you ain't makin' it to court
I'm freedom ring From the hole in my glock, for fuckin' off King It ain't nothin' you can ask us An' since is blind, I'ma buy the bitch some glasses
the fuck up, chumps, I'm comin' after your ass Crooked
Mr. Officer, crooked I put your ass in the coffin, sir You shouldn't have fuck with niggas like for too long It's to grab my motherfuckin' shit an' get it on
Oh, Mr. Officer, officer, what's happenin'? You beat another black man's ass an' now you high Friend, do I to move to River Oaks An' bleach my fuckin' skin so I can look these white folks?
Just to get assistance Because the brutality in my neighborhood is persistent 'Cause you wanna me, yeah? An' if I talk back you wanna bust my ass G
Just like King But if you try that shit me, it's gonna be a different scene Try to pull me over on a dark But I'll be damned if I don't grab my nine an'
Until every blue turns red, you heard what I said? I want all you crooked dead So you better start out your coffin, sir I'm comin' after your ass
Mr. Officer, officer I wanna put ass in the coffin, sir You shouldn't have fuck with niggas myself for too long time to grab my motherfuckin' shit an' get it on
Momma me up the other day, I got a warrant Punk ass wanna know where the gun went Say I shot a nigga the other day at a Lyin' out they ass, I was at home drinkin'
Coolin' my niggas, playin' dominoes in the kitchen A big black nigga did the an' I fit the description Yeah an' you know, they think all black niggas look So now they got the flashlight, lookin' for Big
Now they got the flashlight, lookin' for Big Now they got the flashlight, for Big
Jackin' up, tryin' to capture Coppers wanna gaffle, tryin' to put bullets into the an' time again I told them I didn't do it An' they it but they still pursued it So motherfuckers blew it
So now I'm about to grab my An' put them son of a bitches six under 'Cause I'm sick of runnin' the motherfuckers Turnin' tables I'm able, I ain't fallin' victim Time to play a game, see the police me stick
'Cause I runnin' from the P O L I C E, nay Any T I M E of day They'll to G U T a me off the S E T An' my H double O D, around with the B I G be in a G R A V E
Mr. Officer, crooked I put your ass in the coffin, sir You shouldn't have fuck with niggas myself for too long It's time to my motherfuckin' shit an' get it on
Mr. Officer, officer I put your ass in the coffin, sir