Lyrics:
from these punk police
'Cause lil' niggas run the streets
"First 2 Bomb" "16 on Death Row"
Bustin' on them phony motherfuckers 'cause the big homie
I'm a turn it up
And turn it out
No turnin down
I'm about that action
Let's get Jumping
Yeah action packing
Fuck around
And make police
Shut it down
grass wipes
Induced recession through interest rate hikes
Billy Brag with the club getting cracked by nightsticks
We in drag with the slugs at your back
[Bridge - Lil Wayne]
So you didnt get drafted by the NBA,
but you got drafted to defend your U.S.A
Now you got war on your mind,
put you on front
2 deep
Then if a one police
Find you with yuh piece and you start to squeal
You're in 2 deep
And you get release
Man a circle you neat and you think
2 deep
Then if a one police
Find you with yuh piece and you start to squeal
You're in 2 deep
And you get release
Man a circle you neat and you think
and a Sandra blande
Everybody put your hands up from the front to the back
We're not police therefore, we won't kill you where you stand
Everybody put your
rollin' by...
I'm calling the police!
So the years was rollin' by...
I did it!
So the years was rollin' by...
They'll be here... shortly!
live by the G code we don't talk to police nigga that's a no no (no no)
And I got it for the low low (low low) we getting rich off this coco
I live by
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
One day at a time, huh
They wanna say it's a war
I here about the police in Brooklyn?
Turn this jam up yo
Yo this is the type of jam that be getting No Airplay
I want the whole world to hear this
me the secrets to surmount the plot
Believe and stand by me, step into my world and see
What my life has finally become to be
Step into my world
carried on our calling doing duties as police
But then came the devastating '14-'18 war
Borders threatened by German colonies of Africa
Our boys then
gone down?
Sad clowns
And blood spilled in the streets of a town
Police keep beating on brown-skinned people
White ain't right and black is beautiful
Back 2 my ways
Like back in the days
Gold strap in the safe
Ak in the case
Fuck the police
I'm Back 2 my ways
Like back in the days
Gold strap in
(tryin' to live)
Can't get a break down here (can't seem to get a break down here)
Another black man killed by police again
Another child with a father
Sparks of hope ignite,
Two two two
Finding balance in the light
Three three three
Our guides are by our side,
Four four four
Protection on this ride.
Five
homie I'm watched by the police
Cops out patrollin', grab a Glock-40
Snipe at the squad car, story notinh
Fuck it if you want beef, click-clack, wack
Defund the Police
No Justice No Peace
Take it to the streets
Defund the Police
No Justice No Peace...)
Fighting with two hands behind my back
Everyday just
turnin' shit down but my damn collar
Police pointin' at me, tryna snag me by my damn collar
Gucci Mane ain’t never graduate but I’m a trap scholar
Dog
on Sunday, Bloody Sunday
(What about Texas?) They need to chill with the gun play
(New York city y'all) Police are at the door
the Magnum was by
advertising used cars, silently run by the horse breeder, silently run by the chief of police, silently run by his mistress, silently run by the pimp, silently
quickly saw how I saw Hollywood was quite naive
Whole thing left me lost and reeling, and descending into sleaze
In two years doing late night cable soft
you on this ride would you watch out for police and just
Stay by my side two twin glocks Zack and Cody
Girl I wrote this song for you just to see if
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