Why, oh why must you swoop the hood everybody from the hood is up to no good You think all the girls around here are Up there lookin' like
At night I see your light my bedroom window But I got shit but the pad and pencil I can't wait till I you say, "I'm going down, mayday, mayday" I'm gonna clown 'cause every time the pigs have got me
Y'all rub it in with the flying military force But we want you, standin' on my roof with the rocket launcher So fly an eagle but don't follow us wherever we go The shit I'm saying, make sure it's heard Motherfuck you and punk-ass ghetto bird
Run, run, run from the bird Run, run, run the ghetto bird
Now, my homies here to lick on a trick for a And let me try the four Now the four I was driving is hotter than Looked up and see it whippin' in the sky
Saw a chopper numbers on the bottom all cars, I think we've got 'em I hit the gas and I mashed Inglewood I think I drove through every hood
Central, Compton and Watts Long Beach, bust a U, here come the Wish I had a genie with about three Metal flake green on D's, I suspicious
You know I'm running, shit, I hear it humming Fuck, I see it coming, is it a bird? Yup, is it a No I hit me a on El Segundo Wanted to holla, had to ditch the
see if they would follow Me, hit a fence, hit a fence and Met me a pitbull and his mother Ran up in some people's and looked out of the window
I it was my ten-four Had to pull a strap on a fool named Louis the 'Cuz I'm getting chased by the ghetto
Just put his hat, he combed his hair and put his hat back on He's acting nonchalant up in that cockpit, going 115 miles an hour With the police chasing him, not gonna be real happy When they up with him, no matter what, but the They hate, they hate a bigmouth even
Officer Bird's on his way and I wanna see him you please give me the keys to the B.M.? See, I didn't to gank you But make me bank you, thank you
Tried to get to the hood, and you might That a fool like me shot Cyrus Incognito, Ghetto Saying, "Fuck, did he go?"
I bust me a left from the 735 and I'm bailin' Went to my home girl's and got a hug man She helped me run like Harriet
Looked out the window by the bed I saw the pigs and the four on a Then the light the bird hit me in the face I close the blinds 'cause I didn't catch a case
All that night, I heard the bird While I was eating fish and watching She said I sleep on the couch By two a.m. I was digging her out, fuck the bird
Which way is he now? Okay, now, now he's, he's actually on a service street And, Gee whiz, uh, I'm get my maps out here And figure out which service street he turned off on The sheriffs are, are, well I know that sheriffs ground got thrown off
Motherfuck you and your punk-ass ghetto