) Tell the Feds we ain't runnin' no coke factory (Ooh) You broke the law and you got caught Got a good lawyer, case is bein' fought Life is full of choices
low Freak that nigga till your shit get sore Bounce that ass up and down to the floor Shake that shit till you can't no more Twerk that monkey lemme see you get low
ni**as x2 Verse (Gunna) Ill let it ring out, when that beef calls Ni**ers squashing beef like there making meat balls Fuck peace, I just keep that piece full Fuck police
them big things rollin' b-zy While y'all gotta club, they done fuckin' 'wit arenas Gotcha man sayin', "Kelly, have you seen her?" Yeah, she wit' me on the low
dream But its all a n-gga got so its about that green And im all up in that spot Hey [Verse 1] Yeah the mental state of a young black genius conflicted The fast life
my older brother, we had to share a mattress no heat, no lights, had to keep them candles lit, my daddy left me at 8, in an out my life and shit gang
[Chorus x2] And I'mma keep rolling up Put the weed low when the police is rolling up Fool all I know is go and try to let them haters slow me up Stashing
the actors See how they try to stay on the beat The pig route when he walkin' down the street to the beat Sound of da police What is the life of a true
G, same goatee stayin' low key, nope Holler at God, "Man why'd you had to take my folks?" Hope to see freddy G, Yusef G, love my G, Rolly G Police watch
pray - the want me to fall Battle me - come one, come all - I leave ya jaw hangin' New York City Slinger - Stark Nitty I'm straight like a flat chester with some low
visited the home of a topless skeezer Who was at the bar when he was last seen alive Left with him just ten minutes after they arrived Despite the police
11 scope the seventh pope of Romaness scholars My throne, is seated in soul, a sembiance placed in mine The breath of life, livin spirit, now my soul
then strip 'em naked Put 'em on the streets 'n make sure the police hate 'em And feed the public phony information on the evening news Kids may bomb police
Love it when they play shy and if I ever fall in love See this babyface? Swear I never tell a lie Gossip got you hatin' me so much right now Like Kelis, ready to call police
, now police try lockin' us It's cream on my land, original man My team break border and court order ESP network, TNT explosive expert Your head jerk, backflip, illegal life
soldado Puffin' on an avocado With my foot up on the throttle And a bottle of the Bourbon cause I swerve in the low-low Solo, fo sho', homies gettin'
the beats Still not loving police (Uh huh) Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease (Fo sho) Still got love for the streets, repping 213 (Fo life