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Mr. Shakur, can you please explain the
your violent lyrics?
Explain the
The fuck niggaz talkin' 'bout?

Police, freeze!
Can't get off
I said freeze! You miserable black son of a
What, come on, on

My is shittym my message to the censorship committee
Who's the gang of niggaz in the city?
The critics or the
The courts or the crooks, don't look so confused, a closer look

Niggaz get they neck broke daily, tryin' to stay free
What the fuck does Quayle of young black males?
Please me, message to the censorship committee
Who's the gang of niggaz in the city?

Huh, I pack a nine millimeter 'cause I got 'em livin'
the 4th of July, if I gotta die, I gotta
Momma told me, "Don't let 'em me
don't let 'em make you crazy", game is what she gave me

Gotta watch your back, strapped, real rat-pack
If you get ass taxed, bring a gat back
That's not the way we made it, that's the way it is
Slangin' rocks, in of niggaz kids

I came up, my to the censorship committee
Who's the biggest gang of in the city?
pull me over, check my plates, but I'm legal
You get me, figure, "Fuck with a niggaz people"

They got me trapped, gat with the motherfuckin' back
Cops on my back, just cause I'm black,
Now I'm guilty? Message to the censorship
Who's the gang of niggaz in the city?

All you punk police will find peace
On the streets 'til the get a piece, fuck 'em
They kill you to ya, pay top dollar for your soul
niggaz don't fold, straight souljah

Can't find on the streets
'Til the get a piece, fuck police, hear them screamin'
Fuck 'em, can't peace on the streets
the niggaz get a piece, fuck police, hear them screamin'

Fuck 'em, can't find on the streets
'Til the niggaz get a piece, fuck police,
Fuck 'em, can't find peace on the
'Til the niggaz get a piece, police, screamin'

Fuck 'em, can't peace on the streets
'Til the get a piece, fuck police
Fuck 'em, can't find on the streets
'Til the niggaz get a piece, fuck
Fuck 'em, can't find peace on the
'Til the niggaz get a piece, fuck

The niggaz fuck 'em
Motherfuckin' police
Thinkin' they run the motherfuckin'
It's mo' niggaz it's police

Think, one nigga, teach two
Teach three niggaz, teach fo'
Teach mo' and we could run this shit
I ya

They pulled me over and I laughed
Remember Rodney King and I on his punk ass

They finally me over and I laughed
Remember Rodney King and I blast on his ass

They pulled me over and I laughed
Remember Rodney King and I blast on his ass
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