F**k The Police (Kottonmouth Kings & Insane Clown Posse)-Subnoize Souljaz

歌手 : Subnoize Souljaz

专辑 : Underground Collabos

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:42

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TXT F**k The Police (Kottonmouth Kings & Insane Clown Posse)-Subnoize Souljaz 文本歌词

F**k The Police (Kottonmouth Kings & Insane Clown Posse) - Subnoize Souljaz

Ah f**k not this asshole again

All right superstar

Hands on the steering wheel

What's the f**kin' problem man

Any drugs or any weapons in the vehicle

Kind of

I'm Frank Babbit

Goddammit I mean business punk

I told you boys I got my eyes on you

Yeah right

F**k the police

Man lick these nuts

What did you just say

Why you gotta sweat us

I'll tell you why I'm sweating

They say protect and serve

Then why the f**k am I handcuffed on the curb

Well here's another tale

From the Subnoize shot callers

Put it on the scale and we

Show you how to clock dollars

Banging down the block got my system on hit

Fly a** b**ch all over my dick

Take another hit of the

Chronic than I bounce down to

Johnny Richter's house so

I could score another ounce

Well that's the way it is

I'm a Kottonmouth King

Rolling through the 'burbs

Blowing big smoke rings

Cops on my tail

They in hot pursuit

I got my 215 but no excuse for the loot

I'm holding over 10 Gs mostly big face bills

I got some old warrants and a bottle of pills

I gotta think fast so I'm heading to the pokey

I banged a quick left and I ditched Old Smokey

Pig flew by didn't look my way

I must be higher than

I thought today's a damned good day

F**k the police

Man lick these nuts

What did you just say

Why you gotta sweat us

I'll tell you why I'm sweating

They say protect and serve

Then why the f**k am I handcuffed on the curb

F**k you I buy bacon

We don't need it on the streets

If a problem crackin' off

I sure don't call the police

I'm calling snipers in your city code cops I smell

Only trying to make a buck up

Off us crooked as hell

I smashed on 'em by the simple

Fact that I'm holding 30 pounds

Make my way up into Michigan

Smoke it with the clowns

You are not dealing with illegal people

No longer safe or sound

Bullets are flying all over the place

And blood is soaking the ground

I'm squeezing the hell out of Rugers and Glocks

You seeing them flatten their flocks

I speeding away and heating the box

Beat rocks We play some w**d

And flip a b**ch up in the hurry fashion

And who now do I see

It's Violent J hatchet slashin'

F**k the police

I'm sick of swine on my area

F**k the police

Yeah it's Mr Dirt Bags

F**k the police

Pigs all up in my biz

F**k the police

What did you just call me

All together now f**k 'em F**k me

They got for sales in my distribution grid

Dispatch I got a '78 Cutlass sedan

Smoke billowing out

Two Caucasian males with paint

A license plate ICP

Run a check please

Cruising down the street With the big fat hog

It's the do gooder Duke of the wicked

Violent J Jake the Big Dog

Drinking Faygo like a madman

Yes I do I'm screaming

F**k the police

F**k you too

Well if I see them lights flash

I'm fast to trip

With the shoka soogy back flip

I fatten that lip

'Cuz f**k going to the stone

Bone Is what I say

I'd rather bury one of you butt nuggets away

I'm a wicked a** clown

With stiffs in the trunk

And when I grip the whip

You can sniff in the funk

Kid 'cuz where I'm from

It ain't about all that playin'

Nooo

Now that's what I'm saying whoop

I hear the sirens blare My axe in your hair

Red mist in the air In the middle of

Your donut treat is my meat

You can quote me now

B**ch 'cuz I'm so sweet

F**k the police

I'm trying to roll this blunt Yeah

I'm gonna roll your clown a**

F**k the police

What the f**k you want

Is that a hatchet in the back seat

Til I saw your face off and choke your brains

Yeah looks like I got myself a little Richter here

What's your f**kin' problem man

I thought I told you I didn't want to see you

Why'd you even pull me over

Man f**k you motherf**ker

Man I just hate it when I start the blaze

And see the blue and red behind my head

Now they're harassing me

Asking me where I'm going where I've been

There's people passing me laughing

And now I'm starting to get upset

Why you harassing me pig

Yeah I gotta f**k you for the boys in blue

And all the undercovers yeah

Old bowl of f**k you soup

And if yous f**k gonna catch

You soon Keep your mouth shut

Or we might have to hunt you down

Touch tomb desert for a dunes doom

Trying to f**k the police ones

With real big boo boo boobs

Yeah f**k the police

That's become a straight

From the leg you know

Up on the hill you know we puffing on the dank

And taking on the fakes is what we do

We shuckin' rocks

You know at your crew

We drink and brew

You know we getting tattoo

We killing sex in the afternoon

And talk about me what

Talk about who you know

Get this popo out his blues

F**k the police

Y'all make me sick

F**k the police

Y'all can suck my dick

F**k the police

I want some w**d sh*t I'm saying f**k the police

Coming straight from J Rich