RUCKA RUCKA ALI

RUCKA RUCKA ALI - Go Cops lyrics

rate me

walk up to the police in Detroit city

And I'm like "Excuse me officer

I'm trying to find some weed"

And he's like

"Shit so are we,

Why don't you roll with me.

We're gonna go around

Pulling over some minorities"

That's what i'm talkin' bout

Get up in the police ride

Crack a 40oz inside

Nigga we be getting high

Me and the cops rollin round

Going 60

When we see a trick ass bitch

We gonna tell a hoe to drop

Them titties

Go cops

Get the dogs

Let's go fuck with old folks

That's right, lets get high

And pull over black guys

Get buzzed

Smoke some drugs

Bitch I'm rollin with the fuzz now

Po po po po

Po po po po

Smoke rocks

With the cops

Let's go storm the barber shop

It sure is nice being white

Haha, just kidding black guys

Waving guns

At some nuns

Bitch bend over we the fuzz hoe

Po po po po

Po po po po

So we pull up the police car right up to KFC

And we're like

"Gimmie a chicken sandwich and waffle fries for free!"

But everyone ran out the store

And we're like

Hey come back here

I'm just hungry

I won't search you for no

Crack rocks n...

That's just awful

Get up in the police car

Police unleash the dogs

Dogs are chasing people down the road

Bark bark bark bark

Me and the cops

Driving down uptown

Tryna frind someone brown

Pull over someone brown

Let's pull over someone brown

Go cops

Get the dogs

Let's go fuck with old folks

That's right, lets get high

And pull over black guys

Get buzzed

Smoke some drugs

Bitch I'm rollin with the fuzz now

Po po po po

Po po po po

Smoke rocks

With the cops

Let's go storm the barber shop

It sure is nice being white

Haha, just kidding black guys

Waving guns

At some nuns

Bitch bend over we the fuzz hoe

Po po po po

Po po po po

They pull me over

And they're like

Yo, my bad I tought

You were a black guy

I said it's fine

You see I'm white, but I look black

When I'm dancing

They pull me over

And they're like

Yo, my bad I tought

You were indian

I said what kind

The seven-eleven kind

Or the kind of indian

That goes wu wu wu wu wu wu wu...

The police said

I honestly can't tell the difference

Go cops

Get the dogs

Let's go fuck with old folks

That's right, lets get high

And pull over black guys

Get buzzed

Smoke some drugs

Bitch I'm rollin with the fuzz now

Po po po po

Po po po po

Smoke rocks

With the cops

Let's go storm the barber shop

It sure is nice being white

Haha, just kidding black guys

Waving guns

At some nuns

Bitch bend over we the fuzz hoe

Po po po po

Po po po po

Thanks to mikey 61 for correcting these lyrics

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