Lyrics:
the weed police
Ah damn, ah ah
But none of y'all niggas put in for this
Ah damn, 1, 2
The tick of my Audemar need a freeze
She on it she want it she need it
Americans have been killed by police in Minneapolis and Atalanta
And now there are serious questions about two deadly incidents in rural New
gettin' hot
So how the fuck am I supposed to make a knot?
Police looking at niggas through a microscope
In L.A. everybody and they momma sell dope
raspberry Corvette
Stashed right by the steps is how we was left til we was left
Yo, you ever been surrounded by police?
And overhear them whispering
the two-seater
I heard she brag about the way he eat her
A Irish man, short, slim with a tan, they say he laced her cheeba
She do be lookin' weaker now, her
if they try to come for me
These mask and gloves ain’t stopping these
V2’s 223 I’m drumming through the pilot
With a AR 5.56 this 203 a rocket
Drop by
ya plug for about two weeks
Shit could get ugly
Word on the street you the police
Shit could get ugly
Shit could get ugly
Shit could get real fucking
glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'
glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'
chillin', loungin' at the crib, check it out now)
The, the mic is open, yo
For the Stretch Armstrong show, hosted by Bobbito
How should I start this?
Bro ridin' 'round wit' a stolen stick
And, you already know that he make it hit
And, you know how it go, I send a hit
Police just blue lighted me,
in the 2 in 1,
Catch me in the 2 in 1
Live fast, die young
A man of my word or I live by the pun
Like I’m in the lambo,
Scissors doors,
Yellow roof,
The United States of America
By the people
By the people
The show in Hollywood, those were 21-and-older people
They had police out there
Cardin'
Crawling, just to make a statement
In this matrix
Subconsciously gazing the soft shell of a man
Somehow found, amazing!
By the department of sanitation
shouldn't be whinin', but abidin' by the law
Now it's obvious that you're lyin'
With so much drama in the industry
Hip hop police are listenin'
Be
up a shop and two police murda
Plus di drug buss weh occur pon a bus
A di bus terminus, me nuh get nerminous
Gimme a call, hello (hello)
Check me
that shit
You guys are way overbudget
Yo, listen, I do not wanna lose my job for of this
Love you guys, but I got two kids in private school
And by
in the street better call the police, c'mon
We just ride and get high, 'til the sun cracks the sky
Keep that heat by my side, that's how gangsters
to go Mexico to link the source
I'm super wavy catch me by the shore, shore
I'm in the bando I'm whipping a fours
I got two colours I'm selling in scores
dissin' me
Mom's grabbed me
And then she gets to kissin' me
She thanks the police for my good health
I don't know why
I coulda done that by my muthafuckin'
to police brutality
Silver and Gold
What do I owe
I’m just on the road
Had to get up and go
None do I owe
Pocket so low
But it’s not enough
Have to settle
getting ourselves outta sight
You the only man I know I could trust by my side but
You sold your weed and then you fleed, no problems with the police
make a move
Then body them
Rich should arm the poor to armor them
2nd amendment that a sponsor them
Any die then we a martyr them
As the sons
in disguise
With no consequences the murders will continue
Over one-hundred-and-seventy people of all races
Have been murdered by police in Portland
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