(Police Detective and Confidential Informant conversation)
Don't even holler
Nah you ain't partner
You the police riding
Round in white Impalas
Actin suspect
You the police
Hold up run that back again
How do u know me?
Nah I'm straight
I do my dirt by my lonely
Four hundred degrees
These streets fry you like baloney
Blowing loud, paranoid
Yayed up like Tony
In the yo, dolo
Getting everything they owe me
Word on the street
You the police
Got flipped
Now you setting up yo homies
Catching stains
Serving undercover police
On my PAC shit
F*ck the police
Streets talking and they saying
You the police
Got bammed
Now you snitching on your homies
Setting up ya boys
Working with the police
Hold up bruh, Feel like T.I
You don't know me
Asking all these question
Is you the police?
Who in that car? Who just pulled up?
Is they police?
Acting suspect
Swear you the police
I don't f*ck with you
Police say you police
Orange Ave., courthouse
Sixteenth story
Playing with my life
State attorney telling stories
Talking bout
Jail time mandatory
Just chill dawg
What my lawyer told me
Word on the street
You the police
Got flipped
Now you setting up yo homies
Catching stains
Serving undercover police
On my PAC shit
F*ck the police
Streets talking and they saying
You the police
Got bammed
Now you snitching on your homies
Setting up ya boys
Working with the police
Hold up bruh, Feel like T.I
You don't know me
(Police Detective and Confidential Informant conversation)
Dopetrackz - U da Police [Album] Lyrics
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(Police Detective and Confidential Informant conversation)
Don't even holler
Nah you ain't partner
You the police riding
Round in white Impalas
Actin suspect
You the police
Hold up run that back again
How do u know me?
Nah I'm straight
I do my dirt by my lonely
Four hundred degrees
These streets fry you like baloney
Blowing loud, paranoid
Yayed up like Tony
In the yo, dolo
Getting everything they owe me
Word on the street
You the police
Got flipped
Now you setting up yo homies
Catching stains
Serving undercover police
On my PAC shit
F*ck the police
Streets talking and they saying
You the police
Got bammed
Now you snitching on your homies
Setting up ya boys
Working with the police
Hold up bruh, Feel like T.I
You don't know me
Asking all these question
Is you the police?
Who in that car? Who just pulled up?
Is they police?
Acting suspect
Swear you the police
I don't f*ck with you
Police say you police
Orange Ave., courthouse
Sixteenth story
Playing with my life
State attorney telling stories
Talking bout
Jail time mandatory
Just chill dawg
What my lawyer told me
Word on the street
You the police
Got flipped
Now you setting up yo homies
Catching stains
Serving undercover police
On my PAC shit
F*ck the police
Streets talking and they saying
You the police
Got bammed
Now you snitching on your homies
Setting up ya boys
Working with the police
Hold up bruh, Feel like T.I
You don't know me
(Police Detective and Confidential Informant conversation)
Don't even holler
Nah you ain't partner
You the police riding
Round in white Impalas
Actin suspect
You the police
Hold up run that back again
How do u know me?
Nah I'm straight
I do my dirt by my lonely
Four hundred degrees
These streets fry you like baloney
Blowing loud, paranoid
Yayed up like Tony
In the yo, dolo
Getting everything they owe me
Word on the street
You the police
Got flipped
Now you setting up yo homies
Catching stains
Serving undercover police
On my PAC shit
F*ck the police
Streets talking and they saying
You the police
Got bammed
Now you snitching on your homies
Setting up ya boys
Working with the police
Hold up bruh, Feel like T.I
You don't know me
Asking all these question
Is you the police?
Who in that car? Who just pulled up?
Is they police?
Acting suspect
Swear you the police
I don't f*ck with you
Police say you police
Orange Ave., courthouse
Sixteenth story
Playing with my life
State attorney telling stories
Talking bout
Jail time mandatory
Just chill dawg
What my lawyer told me
Word on the street
You the police
Got flipped
Now you setting up yo homies
Catching stains
Serving undercover police
On my PAC shit
F*ck the police
Streets talking and they saying
You the police
Got bammed
Now you snitching on your homies
Setting up ya boys
Working with the police
Hold up bruh, Feel like T.I
You don't know me
(Police Detective and Confidential Informant conversation)
Writer: Villaruel
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Dopetrackz Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Dopetrackz Publishing