Lyrics:
bitch i'm at the top aye
Acab Acab
Bitch that's all you know
Man fuck the cops
L.A.P.D
I said fuck you and pussy niggas don't mean shit to me
L.A.P.D
All
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翻开语文书第一册
Don't need a reason
(We're) L.A.P.D.
The city of L.A. feels like a prison
With helicopters overhead and bullets whizzing by
Martial law ain't no
P.D.L. in your house,
P.D.L. in your car,
P.D.L. in every fucking life,
I'm gonna be free,
And you gonna come, with me.
P.D.L. in your mind,
P.D.L
под звуки у хип-хопа
Локация проверит из чего ты соткан
Над моей бошкой она трясет своей жопой
L.A.P.D.A.N.C.E в моей комнате и стало громко
Нажал
N A N D W E F A L L
U P D O W N U P D O W N U P D O W N T O T H E H E L L T H A T W E K N O W U P D O W N U P D O W N U P D O W N
Yeah, ey slat
M-o-n-e-y, b-o-y
G-L-O U-P D-IN-E-R-O G-A-N und ein G (Ey)
M-o-n-e-y, b-o-y
G-L-O U-P D-IN-E-R-O G-A-N und ein G (Ey)
M-o-n-e-y,
in there, out there like that
Right back to the hood, a hundred Euro stacks
Shoot motherfuckers just on GP
L-A-P-D know better than to fuck with me
in there, out there like that
Right back to the hood, a hundred Euro stacks
Shoot motherfuckers just on GP
L-A-P-D know better than to fuck with me
a beeper goin' off like a high school bell
Looked in the mirror, what did we see?
Fucking blue lights: L.A.P.D
Pigs searched our car, their day was made
never play me
Radio suckers never play me
Cruisin' down the street what do I see?
Crash Task Force, L.A.P.D.
Gangs illin', wildin' and killin'
cracked
I don't drink or smoke or do dumb drugs
But my posse's still labeled street thugs
L.A.P.D's got all my boy's mugs
Can't use my phone for
I'm getting put out of my house
I got to pack up, my refrigerator and couch
It's a set up, but the bank wants me out
Or the L.A.P.D. will smoke me
Come on
Come on
[ VERSE 1 ]
Do this, ugh, come on, come on
Time to get wreck and kick the so on and so on
The I-see-e-T
O.G. M.C.
L.A.P.D.
split my wig
I'm in custody, L.A.P.D
One more felony, strike number 3
Twenty five to life in cell block 2
Damn, that's what I gotta do, ooh
Tadow,
really sweat the real fools
Show those muthafuckas the real tools
Check the enemy, it ain't the family
Not 1-11, try L.A.P.D.
They gotta understand, they
see looking back at yo' life
Looking back at yo' life
On the front line facing off with the L.A.P.D
Only nigga ain't a gang member is me
I'm
musta said "rent me"
I see you rollin, lookin stolen, L.A.P.D.
is actin just like me, they can't believe what they see
Pull you over, it's over, nigga,
pulling up and door opening]
[cop:] L.A.P.D. get down from the tree buddy.
[squirrel noises]
[Peeper:] trying the squirrel thing again. looking for
they go
Drive real slow so we can let them hoes know
That G's even bust on L.A.P.D.'s
Make 'em eat cheese, 'cause they don't wanna fuck with these
when I dropped the window:
Aye, look, homie, I gang-bang
By the time you hear the next shot
You'll learn that L.A.P.D. is the biggest gang (pump)
I
cracked
I don't drink or smoke or do dumb drugs
But my posse's still labeled street thugs
L.A.P.D's got all my boy's mugs
Can't use my phone for
me"
I see you rollin', lookin' stolen, L.A.P.D.
Is actin' just like me, they can't believe what they see
Pull you over, it's over, nigga, can't be
Nobody know who, but I do
L.A.P.D. that's on me, matter fact I put that on Piru
I'ma die too, for the shit I said, if I was the Prez
Probably would have
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