Xzibit - Ram Part Division lyrics

rate me

I'm the police, I'm the police

I'm the police, I'm the police

I love my fucking rob, and I don't want to stop

Ever since I was a child, I wanted to be a cop

You know protect and serve, a couple traffic stops

I make a bust, and take something out the top

A thin blue line, we run these streets

You bang on them, but never bang on me

I cell search, stepping on pillows and sheets

I'm the police, treat a nigga just like fresh meat

I got a short wick, on some New York shit

Take you to the precinct and fuck you with a broomstick

I patrol your hood, put you on my hood

Leave you in the wrong hood, got it understood

PC 647b, that's a prostitute, plus she kind of cute

She don't want to jail, well bitch I'll tell you what

Get on your muthafuckin' knees, suck my partner up

I'm the police, I'm the police

I'm the police, I'm the police

You know a couple of muthafuckas was giving us grief

Pulled a couple strings, dodge the media beef

Ever since them niggaz in black said "Fuck the police"

I been grinding on the back of my teeth, loading my piece

Waiting for some, get back like it or not

We investigated the shots, that killed Biggie and Pac

Ever wonder why nobody ever figured it out

Cause we the ones that got to figure it out

I shout freeze at the top of my lungs

I'm the cream of the crop

You don't stop you get popped by my warning shots

And if you try to come back, with a civil suit

I sit back and watch my system take a shit on you

Order in the court, Order in the court

That muthafucka shot me, case dismissed

Ha Ha Ha Ha, police

I'm the police

You see this fuckin' badge, you see these fuckin' lights

I'm in your neighborhood rolling on you every night

You faggots run and duck, look at you scared as fuck

You see me coming in your mirror niggaz straighten up

Turn that hat around, I'm here to take you down

Hey partner look at these weapons and this coke I found

I'm going to let it slide, show you who you can trust

And if you want to keep selling, nigga you sell for us

Make you a 1030, I'll get you hands dirty

Murder for hire, professional liar

I plan to make police chief and then retire

I remember when you set your own hood on fire

I reinforce the freeways, to bring the tanks

So the next time y'all trip, fuck bloods and crips

Cause we the biggest gang in L.A.

Ramp Part, fuck with us, get blown away

I'm the police, I'm the police

I'm the police, I'm the police