Why, oh why must you swoop the hood Like everybody the hood is up to no good You think all the girls around are trickin' Up lookin' like Superchicken
At night I see light through my bedroom window But I ain't got shit but the pad and I can't wait I hear you say, "I'm going down, mayday, mayday" I'm gonna 'cause every time that the pigs have got me
rub it in with the flying Nazi military force But we don't want you, standin' on my with the rocket launcher So fly like an eagle but don't follow us we go The shit that I'm saying, make sure heard Motherfuck you and your punk-ass ghetto
Run, run, run from the bird Run, run, run from the bird
Now, my homies here to on a trick for a Rolex And let me try the four Now the four I was driving is than July Looked up and didn't see it in the sky
Saw a with numbers on the bottom all cars, I think we've got 'em I hit the gas and I mashed past I think I drove every single hood
Central, Compton and Watts Long Beach, bust a U, here come the Wish I had a genie about three wishes Metal flake green on D's, I look
You know I'm running, shit, I hear it humming Fuck, I see it coming, is it a Yup, is it a plane? No I hit me a right on El Wanted to holla, had to the Impala
Let's see if they would Me, hit a fence, hit a fence and Met me a baby 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 chased by the ghetto bird
Just put his hat, he his hair and then put his hat back on He's acting up there in that cockpit, going 115 miles an hour With the police chasing him, they're not gonna be real When they catch up with him, no what, but the hate, they hate a bigmouth even worse
Officer on his way and I don't wanna see him you please give me the keys to the B.M.? See, I want to gank you But make me bank you, thank you
Tried to get to the hood, and you might That a fool like me woulda shot Incognito, Ghetto Saying, "Fuck, did he go?"
I me a left from Rubellon Parked the 735 and I'm Went to my girl's house and got a hug man She helped me run like Harriet
out the window by the black bed I saw the pigs and the on a flatbed Then the light from the bird hit me in the I the blinds 'cause I didn't wanna catch a case
All that night, I the bird circle While I was eating and watching Urkel She said I could sleep on the By two a.m. I was her out, fuck the ghetto 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 street he suddenly turned off on The sheriffs are, are, I know that sheriffs ground units got thrown off
Motherfuck you and your punk-ass bird