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blackstract - 40 g's and a 9 lyrics

let’s go har-ss the neighborhood

[verse 1]
howard beach, i’m stationed up in that neighborhood
and i don’t even give a d-mn if johnny be good (good)
cause i’mma play the vice-versa role on cops
where the brothers get the props and the caucasian drops
to many situations have happened up in the west
with white cops and its time to take my test (test)
but everybody said that black cops are loud
har-ssing black kids in the streets for clout
my missions strictly to mirandize all the tan guys
running mad scandals out, just to vandalize
running up in stores, kicking down your doors
taking white boys out for neighborhood tours
running off on trouble, in a dark alley
and shooting up scenes like sergeant o’malley
i might stop a robbery or h-ssle a trick
or even beat a f-ggot down with my stick
never paid attention on academy lines
just thinking about revenge, my 40 g’s and a 9
i got my gun, my badge and even my handcuffs
at this point whites start falling like dandruff
now i take the streets with the urge to eat
and the bullets in my nine only eat white meat
ayo i hate v8, cuz i don’t do my job straight
crookeds how i took it, that’s how i’ll retailate
the job with the algebra will suit me fine
5-0 equals 40 g’s plus the 9

let’s go har-ss the neighborhood

[verse 2]
brothers wanna f-ck with the cop that’s black
but they never say jack to the brothers on crack
you say f-ck the police, you can’t give me 40 gs and a piece
i come from the streets so i can take a l1ck
suckers popping sh-t, break his neck with your nightstick
crazy up in the fits, now who got the juice
i got a gun and a badge, now watch me get loose
a young black cop in a white neighborhood
kicking all the -sses like i always knew i could
give you a ticket cause i don’t like your face
up against the wall cause i don’t like your race
a bullet in your -ss if i have to chase
so please stand still, because i shoot to k!ll
i throw your -ss in jail, tell me how it feels
to catch a beatdown, from a young black cop
i cover my badge and beat your -ss till you drop
look out punk, here comes the brother with a badge and i’m mad
now it’s time to kick somebody’s -ss
release my stress by putting pressure on your neck
then i’m relaxed, while i cash my check
i protect myself, while i serve you l1cks
making white boys sit face down for kicks
make yall confess to crimes you don’t commit
d-mn i love this police bullsh-t
i do what i want, making you do time
when i’m done i’m going to disneyland
40 g’s and a 9

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let’s go har-ss the neighborhood

[verse 3]
they call me dirty cop, but don’t believe the hype
the prisoners getting wild, i take out his windpipe
dirty dirty cops, they beat on rodney king
i’m a dirty cop and i’mma do the same thing
the only difference is i’mma switch it around
instead of a brother, i’mma beat a whitey down
bust it, five black cops on the scene
beating on a white boy named rodney bernstein
caught us on tape, yeah his head got split
took us to trial and we still got acquitted
and you know the white poeple didn’t even buy it
yo mrs. hearst there’s a looting riot!
mothers and fathers drown in their tears
i don’t give a d-mn, i’m making 40 g’s a year
society says enjoy that con, d-mn right
my 40 gs and a 9

let’s go har-ss the neighborhood

- blackstract lyrics

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