jail i don't have no bail on the streets the police in my house the police gotta run the police they gotta gun the police a shitty band the police i ain't no fan the police
Khalifa] if you roll one up, i'mma roll one too oh you sayin' you don't smoke ? well that's all that we do you be up in the club i be up in the clouds
to the ceilin' Stuntin' in my billionaire Gear on my millionaire friends That's money on my mind, Wale Get 'em all, get 'em all, pack it all up Stack up
injection, breast reduction, police corruption Your assumption, economical destruction, breast reduction Police corruption, your assumption, economical destruction [Lil Wayne Scream] [Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] What is your fucking problem, Im from the fucking
lost a flip for five stacks Yeah I'm talkin' five comma, six zeros, dot zeros, here it go Back to runnin' circles 'round niggas, now we squared up Hold up
t ready (The saga continues) The tootsie roll (We still here, keep it up, keep it up) Yo, PD, Bad Boy, Alumni, BR (keep it up, keep, keep, keep it up) [
up being a dead body Yo' wife and children gone be searching for their dear ol' daddy They found his headless body tied up in a dark alley It's cold like ice and snow on a nigga soul For bricks or snow, niggaz will fuck
swerving It ain't nothing but Lil Scrappy and Jeezy up to start murking ya Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down Hit 'em up, peace up
it ain't right Fuckin' police lights Its all going down that road blocks I never seen that many cops It was a setup, my whole damn crew's gettin' wet up
damn herd I fuck 'em all and leave 'em on the curve I got a bitch with a mink, who rocks a fat gold link Who likes to fuck me with her ass up on the
an hour or less I keep a bank for that don't know about the rest Copped another piece, hit the dark streets Rollin' once again, fuck the damn police Called up
a motherfucker in thirty places Fuck a case, ain't leavin' traces here to Redder-Dip I'm aimin' a automatic find a bitch I'm hangin' up Protainin' up
player,you know what I mean The high rollers People of the city,stop foolin' yourself Crime rules the streets,who the hell else All the police have
a motherfucker in thirty places Fuck a case - ain't leavin' traces here to Redder-Dip I'm aimin' a - automatic find a bitch I'm hangin' up Protainin' up
ya hoes quick 'Cause the Syndicate's throwin' that crazy dick Punk motherfuckers run up you'll get done up We'll have your ass gunned up before sun up
up this ear boy Yeah you know I wanna come out, I wanna go out on tour with you man Yo hons man tourin' ain't what it's all cranked up to be man It's
grow Some places red's all they know But not our luck, tonight we was real fucked Broke down an alley and we instantly had to duck Fuckin' police on