Sweated By The Po' Po's

Chorus
Sweated by the po po's they made me go pyshco

C-Murder
Coppers, choppers
fking show stoppers
trying to catch C cause im slanging these rockers
leave me alone, I wanna go home
back to the place were the gangsta's rome
gotta whatch my back when I leave my house
cause they trying to get a rep, when they taking out
but I never hesitate to blast a cop
but when it all boils down either me or him drops
dis goes out to you punk as* hoes
when you see me pass, let me go
or ima get my gat and peel some caps
cause when im driving I keep my shi in my lap
so dont search my car, check my wheels
unless you ready to shoot I pay the funeral bills
thats what I say its too late to play
and if you think im playing just make my date
from the pork police to the punk as* rights
stop doing what your doing it could value your life
cause in the hood getting tired of that s**t
its about that time, we all raise up b*tch
so dont stop me pig when yousee my vogues
cause im simply sweated by the po po's

Master P
Me kill a cop, kill a cop, me put the pig in the box with me glock
Me kill a cop, kill a cop, me put the pig in the box with me glock

Chorus x3

King George
In my rearview mirror its the po po's again
yeah im tripping cause I just got out the pen
the sucker motherfker with a blue suit foo
trying to lock a nigg* down on the que
riding my d*ck like a hoe from the stroe
a jealous b*tch cause a nigg* try and roe
that coward motherfker with a badge on his chest
fk with King, get a whole through your vest
like rat-tat-tat on your a**hole
thats what I think about the motherfkin the po po

Silkk
rolled on his set in his benz
everything cool, gotta make a dropoff
around 2, I got the dope went to the house
got my gat, rolling on the street were they at
servin fiends, servin fiends, letting em go
hmmm, sweated by the po po's

Chorus

Master P
get the gat here come the rat
rat-tat-tat put the pig on his back
and that will make pig feet
qnd with my gat shoot the ankles off the punk as* police
it cause they like to put me cop in the ziplock
and they go as the fk everylad cop
cause girls with a badge keeping attitude
but they never catch a bad dude
and just like traffic I merge, and work on your ass
like a search, take me down to me station
and I be killing motherfkers like Jason
so buckle up your seatbelt coppers and motherfkin
girls gon need help
call up the army it take a million motherfkers sisters
they still couldn't dis-arm me, cause I never ride solo
I pack a god d*mn A-K for the po po's

Chorus x2

Me kill a cop, kill a cop, me put the pig in the box with me glock
Me kill a cop, kill a cop, me put the pig in the box with me glock