ฟังเพลงCrooked Officer (Explicit)

I'm sick of you hoes tryin' to run mine

I'm comin' with a good line, runnin' after one time

I'm sick of you hoes tryin' to run mine

I'm comin' with a good line, runnin' after one time

I'm sick of you hoes tryin' to run mine

I'm comin' with a good line, runnin' after one time

I got a grudge against you blue suits

Black suits, white suits an' the state troops

That's the way you made us

Send a ni**a to the penitentiary is how you play us

That's the way you made us

Send a ni**a to the penitentiary is how you

That's the way you made us

Send a ni**a to the penitentiary is how you play us

Lock us up for the summer

Took the ni**a's name away an' passed us as a number

Just because you legally pack a gack, man

Doesn't necessarily mean you have to point it at the black man

Especially you black cops, you let your gacks pop

Because them honkies got you brainwashed

Now we come to new dealings

F**k all the dumb sh*t, the line of work is cap peelings

I'm cuttin' sh*t short, ain't no fillin' out reports

'Cause you ain't makin' it to court

I'm lettin' freedom ring

From the hole in my glock, for f**kin' off Rodney King

It ain't nothin' that you can ask us

An' since justice is blind, I'ma buy the b**ch some glasses

Wake the f**k up, chumps, I'm comin' after your a**

Crooked officer

Mr. Officer, crooked officer

I wanna put your a** in the coffin, sir

You shouldn't have f**k with niggas like myself for too long

It's time to grab my motherf**kin' sh*t an' get it on

Oh, Mr. Officer, crooked officer, what's happenin'?

You beat another black man's a** an' now you high tappin'

Friend, do I have to move to River Oaks

An' bleach my f**kin' skin so I can look like these white folks?

Just to get some assistance

Because the brutality in my neighborhood is gettin' persistent

'Cause you wanna harass me, yeah?

An' if I talk back you wanna bust my black a** G

Just like Rodney King

But if you try that sh*t with me, it's gonna be a different scene

Try to pull me over on a dark road

But I'll be damned if I don't grab my nine an' unload

Until every blue shirt turns red, you heard what I said?

I want all you crooked motherf**kers dead

So you better start pickin' out your coffin, sir

'Cause I'm comin' after your a**

Mr. Officer, crooked officer

I wanna put your a** in the coffin, sir

You shouldn't have f**k with niggas like myself for too long

It's time to grab my motherf**kin' sh*t an' get it on

Momma called me up the other day, I got a warrant

Punk a** laws wanna know where the gun went

Say I shot a ni**a the other day at a party

Lyin' out they a**, I was at home drinkin' forties

Coolin' with my niggas, playin' dominoes in the kitchen

A big black ni**a did the killin' an' I fit the description

Yeah an' you know, they think all black niggas look alike

So now they got the flashlight, lookin' for Big Mike

Now they got the flashlight, lookin' for Big Mike

Now they got the flashlight, lookin' for Big

Jackin' niggas up, tryin' to capture

Coppers wanna gaffle, tryin' to put bullets into the back

Time an' time again I told them I didn't do it

An' they knew it but they still pursued it

So them motherf**kers blew it

So now I'm about to grab my sh*t

An' put them son of a b**ches six feet under

'Cause I'm sick of runnin' from the motherf**kers

Turnin' tables 'cause I'm able, I ain't fallin' victim

Time to play a game, see the police watch me stick

'Cause I ain't runnin' from the P O L I C E, nay

Any motherf**kin' T I M E of day

They'll have to G U T a me off the S E T

An' my H double O D, f**kin' around with the B I G

They'll be in a G R A V E

Mr. Officer, crooked officer

I wanna put your a** in the coffin, sir

You shouldn't have f**k with niggas like myself for too long

It's time to grab my motherf**kin' sh*t an' get it on

Mr. Officer, crooked officer

I wanna put your a** in the coffin, sir