ratcheft – crooked ass police lyrics
[verse 1: keef]
f-ck the cops, busters
ain’t met one i can trust
n-ggas out here getting locked the f-ck up
cause they don’t really care about us
so f-ck what you call that law
i got one hand on my b-lls
hanging out that window going skitzo off that alcohol
heh, busters
look for the one he wanna f-ck first
treat ’em like babe
chop ’em up put em on a plate
don’t pray for the supper
love being black in the suburbs
thug. n-gga doing dumb dirt
no sunburn but im under
the watch of the crooked -ss cops
don’t let that b-tch up off his leash
a trick with a badge with a clip and a mag
ain’t sh-t without his heat
my n-ggas lousy people, f-ck with me? were brown and evil
a thousand pounds of ether bring that pd down immediately
and she’s my ride or die, f-ck around and ride or die
hit you while she’s kissing your neck that n-ggas not alive
so f-ck the world this is authority’s homicide
war till were walking by and get worshipped and idolized
[chorus: alexis jackson]
i can see you -ss my thug
i know you know i’m here to show you love
and i could give a f-ck about ‘em booking on the block
my n-ggas got the pistol for a crooked -ss cop [2x]
[verse 2: keef]
bonnie be my mistress as were flying through the district
balling on some piston, engine stalling is forbidden
we confident and stringent, won’t get caught up in that trick sh-t
revolver where my bicth sit, get brolic and get split wig
i’m trying to live, k!ller
stack a f-cking couple million
with this racket making racket for the ratchets in the ville
chump is on my bumper, still
pumper make the f-cker squeal
dump ‘em in the dumpster like a bunch of n-gga’s mothers will
baby won’t you hold the steel?
stay with me. i know you will
basically you’re as hot as god but cold enough to make the k!ll
stove me up some bacon i’m begging you to get racist
and start aiming at his face and erase it like a mistake and sh-t
i’m giving back what i’ve received from the deceitful
that officer ain’t peaceful to my people so were evil
1000 deep catch you while you’re sleeping
put that pistol – send that dreamer up to jesus on some g sh-t, b-tch
[chorus]
[bridge] you be my man boy, i’ll be your girl
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