调：G minor•
Intro 1
Gm
Abm
G#m
Verse 1
Abm
On
1, 2, 3!
(Fuck The Police)
Verse 2
We can lose a few of em, we
got enough of em
Bitches gettin' pulled over end
For real!
They thought he had a gun
Another cop busted for illegal business
their mind
They pullin' you over,
they hoppin' inside
they know you got guns
And they know they be mad when
they can't find none
Stupid!
invented the stash box?
The heat be in it, you need
a key to get in it
All y'all off the wall
Get stupid dawg
Don't say damn
Verse 3
Get it up, mo dough
Verse 4
On the count of 3 say Fuck the Police
1, 2, 3!
Verse 5
of us that roll deep?
Nigga!
nigga
Hell wit the flows,
and deal with the beats nigga
its over homes we hold deez
The reason we hold beans its no
With the police in the streets, yo
It's cops that owe niggas
Dough for O's and ki's
with five- oh
its a game of survival duke
I got people that buy
Is cop corruption niggas gettin'
popped for nothing
for nothing
And cops pull out the Glock and bust em
We don't say damn
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