Woop woop
That's the sound of the police
Tell me one thing
Tell me tell me tell me tell me
When did these stitches shit become cool?
My little country right now do 8
Because that man know what motherfuckin's wrong
Free Vicious T by the way
A real gangsta, make sure he's out early
My nigga I just gank'd it you rockin' with
Police police police...
You crazy with feds but you rockin' with the
Police police police...
Snitchin' on your blood my niggas you's the
Po-lice po-lice (Police police police...)
Po-lice po-lice (Police police police...)
Po-lice po-lice (Police police police...)
Fuck the police, fuck the police freakin' heavy
Pooh Gutta, I'm nice
Before I snitch I'd do life twice
They will hate me for this line but out with it (say it)
But a nigga couldn't snitch don't sound well
Suck my dick Rihanna, it's true why you designa
It's dressin' full designer and I'll be off this bitch tomorrow
Like I never, ever ever, ever been gone
(Celebrate! Who's that?) bitch, my clique Benom
Hold up, let's just speak the real
Bitch, I ate them dirty birds
Got 30 niggas in 30 cars, them boys move 'bout 30 birds
Get money, don't make shit
Pull straps, no race bitch
Straight shots no taste bitch
I while out that bank shit
Now tell the bitch. What the fuck?
Tell the bitch. What the fuck?
Tell the bitch. What the fuck?
Tell the bitch. What the fuck?
Tell the bitch. What the fuck?
Tell the bitch. What the fuck?
Tell the bitch. What the fuck?
My nigga all these gangstas rock with the...
Police police police...
You crazy with feds but you rockin' with the
Police police police...
Snitchin' on your blood my niggas you's the
Po-lice po-lice (Police police police...)
Po-lice po-lice (Police police police...)
Po-lice po-lice (Police police police...)
Fuck the police, fuck the police freakin' heavy
Fuck the 5'er, motherfuck the 5'er
Bitch I'm from the east but I bust them boys just like I'm 5 O
All black shoes like Cabo, mafioso or Mossado
And I got lobsters for my partners and I got choppers for my rivals
EST to the death of me, Tyler Band to the left of me
All I got is my dick and these bitches suck till they get the rest of me
Ain't none of y'all arrested me, free my brother JY
And shout out to my city, them boys harder than that yay rock
(Hold up!) Fuck these snitches (fuck 'em), I don't know you snitches
I was a felon at 14 cause I ain't ride on all you bitches
Now I'm free and I got this loud that's yellin' on your bitch's duck
And the rhythm blue and I'm rollin' queen and Hellen on you bitches
EST. What the fuck?
EST. What the fuck?
EST. What the fuck?
EST. What the fuck?
Tell the bitch. Nigga, what the fuck?
Tell the bitch. Nigga, what the fuck?
Tell the bitch...
My nigga all these gangstas rock with the...
Police police police...
You crazy with feds but you rockin' with the
Police police police...
Snitchin' on your blood my niggas you's the
Po-lice po-lice (Police police police...)
Po-lice po-lice (Police police police...)
Po-lice po-lice (Police police police...)
Fuck the police, fuck the police freakin' heavy