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Chorus - Xzibit
I'm the police, I'm the police
I'm the police, I'm the police
Verse 1 - Xzibit
I love my fking 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 nigg* just like fresh meat
I got a short wick, on some New York s**t
Take you to the precinct and fk 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 b*tch I'll tell you what
Get on your muth*fkin' knees, suck my partner up
Chorus
I'm the police, I'm the police
I'm the police, I'm the police
Verse 2 - Xzibit
You know a couple of muth*fkas was giving us grief
Pulled a couple strings, dodge the media beef
Ever since them in black said "fk 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 s**t on you
Bridge
Order in the court, Order in the court
That muth*fka shot me, case dismissed
Ha Ha Ha Ha, police
I'm the police
Verse 3 - Xzibit
You see this fkin' badge, you see these fkin' lights
I'm in your neighborhood rolling on you every night
You f*gg*ts run and duck, look at you scared as fk
You see me coming in your mirror 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, nigg* 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, fk bloods and crips
Cause we the biggest gang in L.A.
Ramp Part, fk with us, get blown away
Chorus
I'm the police, I'm the police
I'm the police, I'm the police
