Local 580
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Chorus: {ms. tee} Fuck tha policethey took so long to come So nigga's grab yo gunfuck the police So where they at where they at So nigga's bring yo gat {2x} {b.g.} I'm runnin' from the police they after me I ain't goin' down try'na fix me with a case Try'na strap me in that underground Runnin' and shakin' it I'm movin' like the runnin' man Tec's in my chest and amide in my fuckin' hand B.g. on a run peepin' out a fuckin' alias Busters got me covered there's some gangsters out that tenth I caught two-o seven two fourteen and two await I'm gettin' blunted out with them niggas in the fuckin' gate I got on my all black steady walkin' up inferred Under my black there's a fuckin' tec Bitches talkin' shit runnin' off at the mouth Some hoe just snitched on my honeycoon hideout Now I got to travel long police still rollin' free Criminal at fourteen I'm thinkin' what the fuck to do Boo-koo on the ramps I don't care if I die When I was setup say good-bye to the good guys I think it's time for war they increased violence fuck the peace Comin' out the alley with my gear bustin' at the police I'm try'na hit 'em I'm try'na leave they brains on the floor They try'na play me like a hoe from the local 5-8-0 But ain't no days like that where I'm from If they want some bests believe them bitches got's to come get some A nigga gettin' busy in the computer my name is lifted Fuck them blue terr wears and the fuckin' second mission On my dick try'na take me down underground Try'na blame metry'na frame me they try'na get me They won't quit they just won't quick They try'na stick me with some shit that I didn't commit Fuck tha police {mr. ivan} Ain't this a bitch they try'na make a nigga jump up Shoulder slug blast and kill a fuckin' cop up Bout to hop in some hot shit that ticker ticker! Catch mecatch my black assbut they wanna try to strap my ass The surveillancefrom the he say she say shit Fuck what'cha said cuz ya wind up a dead bitch He pulled out the luger cuz he crooked and wanna do me But let's see a real playerkeep up on what they doin' to me Pushin' the chronicthat shit to make yo pocket's fat and If you right plan to use yo gatthen we plan to run mud on them Lil' piggy'sthat mean I'm comin' out dead or alive comin' get me Bitch don't tell me shitya need to wear yo fuckin' vest If I get a seeker I'm a knock yo badge of yo chest Fuck the taskthe f.b.i. and yes i'ma do yo sheriff I'm called the courier that's the one to blow ya Time to get a nickel for the shit that I did Motherfucker drop itya see ivan think you can fuck with me Chorus {ms. tee} Now why the fuck the police is on my block Try'na sit me downsayin' ya fuckin' sellin' rock's But I know the pussy ass bitches put it one me Cuz they couldn't find my stash cuz nobody knows I keep my rock's in my pussy hole Cuz I'm a bitch so ya can't touch uh I miss and never muffer Touch in the wrong way and I stab ya in yo gut Like stuckin' to fuckin' I take my nine and I pluck 'em Snipin' ass niggalike to get over One will and have my weight over my shoulder Stupid ass bitches always puttin' a nigga down That's why I never let them motherfuckers around So check itwhen we need 'em They take so long to come uhh and The damage is done uhhso when we need 'em they Take so long to comecuz they diggy doggy dumb man fuck the police {black jack} Project lifewith the rat and the roaches Tell me if ya ready when the danger approaches Crack fiend's triple beamlike it's on the scale Close yo eyesforever may you rest in hell Gettin' out the ghetto is only a dream in most cases Never had nothin' but momma always gave us love Lost queenfrom pain from a youngster Shot six times in the back by the dumpster Be cautious when ya stepbut don't step to light Cuz the tec is in the ghetto in the projects at night Some gangsta ass nigga's slangin' crack on the corner All blacked up with the gangsta ptonma Try'na make a livin'try'na have him lil' some some Them white folk's as cop don't want to see me as nothin' But a nigga got soulwith a mouth full of gold and I don't give a fuck bout none of you hoes Brangin' terror with no error to the mother fuckin' po-pos You know that nigga the jiggy jiggy jack-o That's comin' to the top with no motherfuckin' peace Nigga peep game mother fuck tha police {lil' slim} Zerozeronine one one Bitch ass trick asscop's have yet to come Cuz uhhdeuce revolvers is my problem solvers Shit shake yo ass now ya up like yo father I got's to get awayI got's to get an disguise The rat's his on my ass time to get the fuck out of dodge Cuz I'm to known for sellin' stone's on my fuckin' block These nigga's got these ki's I get these fuckin' flipper rock's Duckin' and dodgin' and steady mobbin' but the law keep's callin' Cuz they hear a nigga ballin' nigga I roll's quicker out the cut The quicker to break 'em upcuz a nigga straight money struck Bailin' from the north cuz that's my thang The motherfuckin' corn meal is the shit I slang Been did it and done it fuck that nigga done stunt'ed I'm runnin' and gunnin' show them nigga's ain't nothin' funny Chorus
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