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waka flocka flame - fuck da police lyrics

[intro: sample (dr. dre & ice cube)]
take the motherf-cking stand
do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth
and nothing but the truth to help your black -ss?
you godd-mn right!
well, won’t you tell everybody what the f-ck you gotta say?

[hook: waka flocka flame]
mexicans, they don’t want to see us make it
blacks, they don’t want to see us make it
f-ck the police, f-ck the, f-ck the police
f-ck the police, f-ck the, f-ck the police
mexicans, they don’t want to see us make it
blacks, they don’t want to see us make it
f-ck the police, f-ck the, f-ck the police
f-ck the police, f-ck the, f-ck the police

[verse 1: waka flocka flame]
c0ke selling, kush smoking, pill popping n-gga
kickdoor, jackboy, i’ma rob a n-gga
new model cars plus some big booty b-tches
three grams of purp, put it in one swisher
tell big ‘twan that i f-cked his girl and sister
the trap is a fairy tale, i’ll rob your -ss in the hood
got a supercharged blower on my car hood
on 28’s, sipping lean, life’s great
them n-ggas dissing us, call them f-ck n-ggas fake
i’ma heavyweight, motherf-ck a featherweight
put a mic in my hand, i bet i’ll f-cking make it
put a pistol in my hand, i bet i’ll f-cking make it, waka
one dead, two dead, why not shoot three?
four n-ggas resting, four n-ggas get beat to sleep
five with me with a five-shot revolver
waka flocka flame, you can call me the problem solver

[verse 2: cartel mgm]
cocaine-cooking, glock-shooting mexican
bricks in the trunk, 85 south trafficking
ups delivery, bales at my front door
cartel got your son trapping by the liquor store
where i come from, you say: “f-ck the police”
’cause i’m from the streets, i’m a menace to society
f-ck it, i’ll be one, so empty out the register
put the money in the bag, he praying like a minister
“please, please sir, don’t take my life away”
i live this gangsta sh-t, i do it everyday
‘caine slinging, gang banging, hit l!cks, move bricks
them boys pull up, cartel busting sh-t
only p-ssy n-ggas -ssociate with pigs
snitching like a b-tch for the sh-t that i did
you talk about: “cartel ran up in my spot
he took my d-mn chain and everything i got”

[outro: tay beatz (as corrupt cop), cartel mgm & waka flocka flame]
what? you said “f-ck the police”?
h-ll yeah
f-ck y’all
motherf-ck you!
f-ck you
you f-cking black n-gga
running around here with your godd-mn dreads
the f-ck?
and you f-cking bald-headed mexicans
i ought to murk this godd-mn cop, n-gga
with all these godd-mn, all these godd-mn tattoos
we hood, man
this is what i want you to do, motherf-cker
listen to me, you see this f-cking shiny badge?
f-cking pig
f-ck y’all
this is what i want you to do
what, n-gga?
i want you to take these drugs
take it to your neighborhood
man, i ain’t doing that sh-t, man
and make sure you serve it to everybody
k!ll all you motherf-ckers
brown pride, n-gga, all day
f-cking hispanic wetbacks
f-cking black n-ggers
cotton picking motherf-ckers
f-ck y’all
f-ck you, n-gga. f-ck 12
f-ck 12
you say “f-ck the police”?! f-ck you!
h-ll yeah
h-ll yeah, motherf-cker
f-ck you, i’ll place all you motherf-ckers under arrest!
get murked
suck my d-ck, n-gga

- waka flocka flame lyrics

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