Lyrics:
there's a test
I gotta dress fast
Grab my glasses and my vest
Oh damn
As hardheaded as I am
Hopped in my hooptie ride
Pumped up the jam
Put it in
there's a test
I gotta dress fast
Grab my glasses and my vest
Oh damn
As hardheaded as I am
Hopped in my hooptie ride
Pumped up the jam
Put it in
Officer believe me, get back in The car
Officer believe me, get back in The car
Officer believe me, get back in The car
Officer believe me, get back
DANCEHALL MURDERER
This sound is a murderous sound dem cant test no
this sound is a champion sound oh yes
This is the killer sound rock steady
Please please please don't arrest me
Don't you know I got an ounce of hash in my dashboard
Officer don't test me
It's getting harder to care
When
You motherfuckers keep talking about gun control
First off I'm tired of being controled
I'm tired of you motherfuckers trying to control me
genocide
Let them know that real niggas multiply
Now understand Chauncey is non-violent
But if a man test me, run from me gun
Officer, officer
Why you shoot
To control the traffic,
go, go, go, lets go!
Police officers!
Thank you for coming, officers!
No problem!
Thats what we do!
Thief! Stop thief!
Ah!
When youre
nigga!!!!)
Officer Rickyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[Verse One]
I'm back baby I'm back back on my bullshit
I'm back movin around strapped with
nigga!!!!)
Officer Rickyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[Verse One]
I'm back baby I'm back back on my bullshit
I'm back movin around strapped with
Ah-ha, yo man, E I don't know about that, man
Last time we took somebody with us, man
We had to carry him home, man, he got out of control
The whole
Ah-ha, yo man, E I don't know about that, man
Last time we took somebody with us, man
We had to carry him home, man, he got out of control
The whole
Please Mr. officer put your gun away We're just trying to get home but it's got me saying
Please Mr. officer police officer leave me alone watch out
to the pain, so long to the blight.
You will not control me my life is my life.
You all have a moment to tell us your tale.
But, this world is dead
Let me pull you closer
Let me show you how I feel
Baby don't stop
I ain't tryna press ya
I just wanna test ya skills
And we'll be outta control, Outta
come true
My name's Officer O'Maley, I shoot you in the alley
And burn you like a cross at a fuckin' clan rally
I got spics sellin' nicks in
Brothers and sisters, this is not a test
Brothers and sisters, this is not a test
The police in your city
Caught attention purposes
Not to play open
don't you dare
She said
Control yourself
Control yourself
Don't hurt yourself
Control yourself
I heard the officer say
You cannot be here
I told
test, I'm not kiddin', bitch!"
She said, "No, I'm not gettin' it!"
Officer, I ain't seen her in months, I couldn't trust the lyin' whore
Plus she told
look quick
DJ wann' test, dem need a permit
Yow look look look look look look quick
Yow look look look look look look quick
Now here comes the officers
and never slowing
Ya we do the most
It's high tide now
Keep that bass down low
The Collie man helps with that mind control
All rev'd up ya
I'm in the mood
Let
I'm minding my business officer, I'm minding my business
Please just leave me alone
I told you the last time, please leave me alone
(We want
pie?
We'll snap for your slice of life, I'm tellin' ya why
I hear that mother nature now on birth control
The coldest pimp be looking for somebody
that I never even got the damn letter
it's nine o'clock
on the dot
so I think I'd better
scoot off to school
'cause in class there's a test
I gotta dress
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