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Aiyyo we headed to a party to go see what's
Smoking a lot in the car turn on some
to freestyle we be up on our way
Finish up the blunt, somebody pass me tray

Get on the freeway yo after dark
I guess it pulls up by the night
Letting all kinds of speed pass
so they can harass our black ass

Police us over for no reason
the car, like it's nigga hunting season
Yeah, around asking about where's the
Where's the gun? Are y'all on the run?

You got warrants? Y'all niggaz for some informin'?
That's how they be cracking, it like they be actin'
Except it's real life, like rushing up your residence
your crib, they can't find no evidence

The other day Mr. Buddha had this
Kick brands after man so our whole can expand
They all me to drive the getaway car
I was like fuck it, I ain't got no dough anyway

The strange they brought in my garage
They get large, then they gather the
My niggaz straight hit the bank broke the hell out
So much money you even get that smell out

I got laced with thirty G's to keep 'em
Plus a nigga ratted so far on a breeze
Police about where's the dead president
I said, "Fuck y'all, niggaz got no evidence"