Chorus:
Ol' police a** n***a, dawg I know you workin
Tryin to set a b**h up, gone make a n***a hurt em
That n***a poison dawg, a b**h need to murk em
What the f**k you mean n***a I know you workin(x2)
V1:
That n***a name all through a b**h black and white
That n***a told them crakers sh** that they didnt that even ask
Went Fed, got out and acted like it's alright
That n***a you snitched on, sh** them crakers gave em life
You know that f**k n***a the police and you and that n***a tight
Ridin wit that f**k n***a like that n***a right
A birds of a feather flock together yall just alike
And yall copy from the f**k n***a and buyin pipe
How you gone break bread wit a n***a, dawg you know you triflin
These n***as go from real to f**k n***as over night
You can't flip it now you a police for life
And stay from around me f**k n***a you aint my type
Chorus:
Ol' police a** n***a, dawg I know you workin
Tryin to set a b**h up, gone make a n***a hurt em
That n***a poison dawg, a b**h need to murk em
What the f**k you mean n***a I know you workin(x2)
V2:
And how I feel n***a I might wack you on the high
Since you can't seem to close yo p**y a** mouth
You Got n***a spooked n***as scared to go to trial
See yall police a** n***as came back in style
Settin n***as you p**y n***as gone wild
Ropin n***as off takin n***as from they child
I want to k** all you pussies put ya all in a pile
In every click it's a potential snitch hangin 'round
Got the fxck from around you n***as, moved out of town
n***a you stay too long n***a ya fed bound
n***a that told on his brother to knock his time down
n***a you tell on one of my peoples Im gunnin ya a** down
Chorus:
Ol' police a** n***a, dawg I know you workin
Tryin to set a b**h up, gone make a n***a hurt ya
That n***a poison dawg, a b**h need to murk em
What the f**k you mean n***a I know you workin(x2)
V3:
Tell ya son the truth n***a his daddy's a p**y
If you was real you would have got ya little time and took it
Instead of being a soulja fxck n***a you turned cookie
You think this snitchin sh**t sweet, you really think you whippin
You gone come home one night a b**h gone be in them bushes
Them crackers aint gone be able to protect yo a** then p**y
So why you roamin these streets n***a you betta be lookin
If a n***a snitched on ya people dawg dont give 'im no cushion
Murk that p**y a** n***a nawl dont whoop 'im
Hetook yo people life so his life needs to be tooken
Them choppa bullets through his head, where you need to put them
Dead or livin fxck n***a you'll forever be p**y
Chorus out:
Ol' police a** n***a, dawg I know you workin
Tryin to set a b**h up, gone make a n***a hurt ya
That n***a poison dawg, a b**h need to murk em
What the f**k you mean n***a I know you workin(x2)