Shug - Run From the Undercover lyrics

7 units, black male suspect, height five-nine Approximately one hundred and sixty-five to one hundred and seventy pounds With short hair, beard, last seen wearing black jeans, black shirt, black boots Also known as MC Shug, suspect armed and dangerous SUSPECT ARMED AND DANGEROUS~! [Shug] Gotta shoot my way up out this motherf**er should I hear the cops comin I better start runnin They ran out of shells, the clip's loaded I hit two of them pigs, buck buck, try to jack me now fool Down the nearest the backstreet, damn I'm on feet Watchin every car, cause the punks tryin to creep Western Hills, oh Western Hills here I come Runnin from the undercover cop ain't no fun Crooked-a** cops just shootin up sh** like it ain't no thang Tryin to start up the g**n In my hood ain't no f**in set trippin n***as do the bleedin, cops do the crip-plin You mother-f**ers dare shoot my cousin in the back k**ed him on the spot pig~! It's open prey on the black head Shoot 'til the black's dead [Chorus] Run, better run little brother, they k**in off our color Run from the undercover Run, better run little brother Here comes the undercover, run from the undercover {*police radio - can't be transcribed*} [Shug] f** I see a light Better duck behind a bush, and stay outta f**in sight Now we gon' ride, the coast is clear Let me get the f** up outta here Wasn't long before I get to 36 and Campbell That's a motherf**in gamble (sh*t~!) Damn I hear shots It's the God damn cops, shootin up my block Motherf**in cops ain't no good I guess they want to be pigs in the hood They want me dead Shug is the n***a in the God damn, hear what I said They must be shootin bombs Got the whole block lit up, like f**in Vietnam Raidin the house of a black lady She ain't got no d**, just her and her baby They lookin for her son Run little brother run little brother run [Chorus] - repeat 2X [Shug] fu*k YOU MOTHERfu*kERS~! That's what I'm yellin out Cause they gettin too close to my house And got no warrants, but still breakin in, sh** Ain't, that, a b**h! My whole family's home They wanna k** the lil' black boy, before he gets grown I shoot through the back way Gotta bam on the door, left my keys home that day Moms opened up Cryin like a motherf**er, damn, I can't get stuck Moms they after me Cause I'm a nightstalker with white hoes on the stroll Cause I'm the mack Teachin little black kids, how to kick facts Damn I hear 'em comin Fin' to break down the door, y'all start runnin I'ma hold 'em off for a second I only got one weapon My little brother yellin out PACK COME Let 'em k** me, run little brother run [Chorus] - repeat 2X {*police radio to end*}