ftc
Diizii
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I'm sick, I'm still in this ho Squirl, kinsage You can meet my tool since you tryna play that gang-gang shit (Woo) You ain't on Wock', you just on Tris, that ain't the same thing, bitch (What?) And she pussylicious (Phew), I'm on my Wayne Dang shit (Bitch) Yeah, roll on my own, I don't even gangbang, bitch I just called up on my twin (Yeah, yeah, yeah), he got out of the slammer, I said, "f*ck the cops" I just called up on lil' shorty, she carry the tool, she said, "f*ck the cops" (Grra!) Everything I said is too real, you said it's fake? It's not Huh, roll up a 'Wood (Woo!), I'm gettin' high, I do that a lot (Roll up a what?) I do that a lot, if you wanna tussle; then meet at the spot (Woo!) Grr (Grr), fah-fah-fah (Bah-bah-bah-bah), goddamn, bitch, who got shot? (Boom-boom-boom) We done skrrted, did a drive-by, pull in the lot (Woo) 'Til the day that I muh'fuckin' die (squirl, kinsage), I'ma be screamin', "f*ck the cops!" And f*ck all the cops (F*ck 12), no fatherly love but you can get popped Say it's all fake (Okay), you get popped with the prop, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Always blamed all the cops for my father locked (Yeah, yeah) The system ain't fair (Yeah) and it's never been (Yeah, yeah, yeah), we know it ain't fair (Things) Things ain't never gon change (Change, change, change, yeah, yeah, yeah) Like Eric Wright; yeah, I'm ruthless (Yeah) Pipe gon blow out all they siren lights (Yeah, yeah) They say he ain't never gon' do shit, won't shoot shit They might be right (Yeah) or they might be wrong and it's all in they head like lice (Lice, lice) Don't you pray for your life this ain't Christ (Lice, lice), but I'll put em in a crisis Like a llama; they can't spit like this, everything we touch gold, Midas No Kate Bush but I'll have 'em run up the hill (squirl, kinsage, lice, lice), Cypress I do that a lot, if you wanna tussle; then meet at the spot (Woo!) Grr (Grr), fah-fah-fah (Bah-bah-bah-bah), goddamn, bitch, who got shot? (Boom-boom-boom) We done skrrted, did a drive-by, pull in the lot (Woo) 'Til the day that I muh'fuckin' die, I'ma be screamin', "f*ck the cops!" You can meet my tool since you tryna play that gang-gang shit (Woo) You ain't on Wock', you just on Tris, that ain't the same thing, bitch (What?) And she pussylicious (Phew), I'm on my Wayne Dang shit (Bitch) Yeah, roll on my own, I don't even gangbang, bitch I just called up on my twin (Yeah, yeah, yeah), he got out of the slammer, I said, "f*ck the cops" I just called up on lil' shorty, she carry the tool, she said, "f*ck the cops" (Grra!) Everything I said is too real, you said it's fake? It's not Huh, roll up a 'Wood (Woo! squirl), I'm gettin' high (kinsage), I do that a lot (Roll up a what?) Don't abide to the law, all they think they in charge but they really not (F*ck the cops) Even the hoes, I'll go to the bitches, they'll say, "f*ck the cops" (F*ck the cops) They cannot do shit to the plug, the junkies recruit on the block And they just mad 'cause they lives on the line and they ain't been getting that guap
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Written by: Jonathan Chaplain, Michael Pastrana
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