When you hear that, thats the sound of the police
Whoop, whoop, uh, dont get handcuffed by the beast
When you hear that, that means the cops is comin nigga
You better get to runnin nigga
Its been a long time, I shouldnt have left you
Without a rhyme about the nine and what the Tech do
The four pound line, a thirty eight special
With AK shells through your Teflon vest too
Yeah, Scrap, when the Bastards back out
The pastors back out, the caskets passed out
Its shit bags and them Catholics passed out
Shoot up the crack house, smack workers bond like cracks out
Go to war, Mack never backed out
The macs get backed out, the airs get dust off
The cage get bust off, the shaft and the stock get cut off
Your cash and your block get cut off
And the SWAT and the ambulance rush off
My hand on my nuts like fck yall
My SP Jeans drift, layin on them dot grim shits
Im out to buck you like and one, just run when the van come
When you hear that, thats the sound of the police
Whoop, whoop, man, you better throw that piece
Toss the handgun, before the man come
When you hear that, that means the cops is comin nigga
You better get to runnin nigga
Toss the handgun, before the man come
Wu, wu, wu, wu
Wu, wu, wu, wu, wu
Shame on a nigga, who try to run game on a nigga
Who put the strengths on a nigga
Wu bandana, I smoke Diana
fck Joanna, she hot, though we be hand her
The Ol is famous, put in the rhymin
I gets mine, stop being wondrous
Americana, half Montana
Only gonna smoke the best marijuana
Dis the Grammys, on the panel
Change the channel, good smell flannel
You think shit is dandy, well, fck your candy
Forty foot glock, shoot with handy
I fcked Amanda, you talk propaganda
Only gettin money, on the Maranda
I stay candid, government branded
Heavy handed, woman demanding
When you hear that, thats the sound of the police
Whoop, whoop, man, you better throw that piece
Toss the handgun, before the man come
When you hear that, that means the cops is comin nigga
You better get to runnin nigga
Toss the handgun, before the man come
Its not game of R. Kelly
Run up on twenty-six and seven, coke peli
Open up and them in deli, spray whoever the sweaty
My felony, mix emotions when I walk in that building
Thats why I sip that purple pill
That make choke up your seven
Back the ac as if you dont notice
Make me call that boy Mack, Bean Sig flip you over
Respect mine, them tech nines aint my thing
I defeat the purpose of death lyin with one ring
Make the place, vacate, I cant wait
For you to come out your face, so I could come off the waist
Hey, its Peedi, Peedi, when you see me, take it easy
My uncle be named Reesy, his luger be named Squeezy
Make you get low without M-Eazy
My murder just might please you, you know them niggaz my peoples
And every time you see me do my thing
They tell me, Peedi, Peedi, crush easy, the Mac gon ring
When you hear that, thats the sound of the police
Whoop, whoop, man, you better throw that piece
Toss the handgun, before the man come
When you hear that, that means the cops is comin nigga
You better get to runnin nigga
Toss the handgun, before the man come
When you hear that
Yeah, this that shit straight out of jail, muthafckas
You know what Im sayin, you know how we get down, nigga
This that real shit, muthafcka, 2003 shit muthafcka
You know what Im sayin, Dirt McGirt, muthafcka
Dirt McGirt, muthafcka, Beanie Sigel, muthafcka
Beanie Sigel, nigga, better get down and lay down
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