, ayo I almost got caught by this young bitch, a dumb bitch I offered her ones, she wanted hundreds She don't even drink, shorty sips SunKiss Caught me on the one on
Cali Breakin' off rocks like Barney Rubble 'Cause them mark ass niggaz don't want trouble And we ain't on edge when we do work Police don't recognize
ya call the police Bitches real in these streets That's why I come real on these beats We stay real with each other That's why we still on our feet We
go off like a Shite bomb And All ya'll see I'm on my War paint on my face, shit My nine mm on my waist, shit I'm a problem Shoot up your place shit
slug Haters police blood, that is when I'm gonna serve ya Chasin' mothafuckas with the gun Get them on the run, but ? [BG Knocc Out] Pullin' yo' trigga on
's the best I rock on, cause I'm the best of the west I rock on with the triple that's on my chest I rock on, and as I get on down And I can take an adverb
we are bloody but not unbowed" Trevor called his bluff and told him where to meet Christmas Day on the roof down at 20 Oxford Street If God came down on Christmas Day
heroes gone what's come over our great land America is still my home sweet home but where have all our heroes gone I saw a group of boys the other day
went on tour?life on the road got good that van never smelt better! Then while we were on tour in a strange city on soundcheck, we get a phone call from
doesn't run, he would never hide. He's got the guts to come on out and say what, from any other mouth is suicide. He hears innuendo in all you say, he
walk on the wildside (Chorus) Charles had everything going for him A top paying job a good life. A good wife A baby boy on the way any day A gentleman
be proud Confronted with racism, started to feel foreign Like, the darker you are the realer your problems I reached for the stars but I just kept slippin On
I may retort I ball just as hard tomorrow as the day before I pop bottles but I don't pour save the glass for guys, we ballin' on a budget fuck it
ll show you a crook Show me a police officer that go by the book They'll plant dope on ya, go to court on ya Give ya 99 years and slam the door on ya
Fuck up she confess, she ain't no lyin' hoe That's what I need, a hot girl is a jazzy bitch I'd take her any day 'fore a classy bitch On the down low
will swarm On any muthafucka in a blue uniform Just 'cause I'm from the CPT, punk police are afraid of me A young nigga on a warpath And when I'm
to say... [Eazy - E] F*ck the Police F*ck the Police F*ck the Police F*ck the Police SCENE II : Yo, Man, whatcha need? Police, open now (oh shit),