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[Verse 1] [C]Too many [Em]times [C]I done been hated on, [Em]by 5[D#]- 0 Fuck [C]your badge, I wish all of you bitches would die slow I'm just trying [Em]to survive hoe, and feed my family And I ain't [C]killed nobody, but still rough is how they handle me I ride [Em]one deep, suspended license and all [C]My middle finger out the window, screaming fuck the law I know what [Em]you protect and serve, not a god damn thang [C]But give a nigga five years, for lessing the crowd mayn They got me [Em]feeling Devin, tell me why they do us that way The got me [C]searching for the doja, in a doobie ashtray So I can [Em]cope with it, not trying to travel up and smoke with it My [C]kinfolk in the maximum security, for no bid[Em]ness Sick of I'm missing you, so here's what I'm fin to do [C]Bounty hunting for badges, fuck a ditch I'ma dig a [Em]few The odds are [C]against us, because we black [Em]So keep your heat in a stash spot, [C]and always be strapped [Verse 2] [C]Mr. [Em]officer, crooked of[C]ficer Make a nigga want to blow the badge, off of ya We been [Em]living hard, [C]so [Em]it wo[C]n't be soft [Em]for ya[C] [Em]Fiending to see your blood, [C]until you cough it [Em]up [C]Mr. officer, crooked officer We just trying to feed, our sons and [Em]daughters sir We been [C]struggling [Em]to make it, in America [C]too long [Em]All we [C]want to [Em]do is l[C]ive our li[G]fe, [Em]and [C]be[G][Em] [C]left[Em] [C]alone [Verse 3] Illegal search [C]45 minutes, what the fuck you [Em]looking for I roll [C]on 24's, so the Dopeman is [Em]what [C]they get me for And [Em]that's a shame, a nigga can't ride nice Without get[C]ting harassed, and facing 25 to life I wish [Em]I could make a citizen's arrest Knock the busters in [C]the hole, and blow the badges up off of they chest Controlled [Em]sub stance on the ground, and it just [C]had to be mine Fucking with me about weed, and they look blacker than mine Six [Em]months for getting caught up, with a soldier strap They'll put the [C]felonies on me, but keep your doja sack That's [Em]why they proud to b[C]e, an American What about my Negro people, look how they stare at them With evil [Em]eyes, they hang a brother daily G The Judicial sys[C]tem, is our modern day slavery We [Em]ain't picking cotton no' mo' bitch, we picking off [C]cops Negro life in association, we issuing out glocks Mr. officer, [Em]crooked [Verse 4] officer Make a nigga want to blow the [C]badge, off of ya We been living hard, [Em]so it won't be soft for ya Fiending to see your [C]blood, until you cough [Em]it up Mr. officer, crooked officer We just [C]trying to feed, our sons and daughters sir [Em]We been struggling to make it, in [C]America too long All we want to do is live our life, and be left alone I put [Em]my [Verse 5] hands up too slow, and I got shot [C]in the back Thrown in the back of the paddy wagon, left to ride in the pack What about [Em]my medical condition, it's some bullshit We [C]don't give a damn if you die, one less nigger to deal with [Em]Ask me why, I don't give a fuck about the po[C]lice Cause all they offer is the penitentiary, with no peace They [Em]planting dope on niggaz, just to get a commission [C]And if we don't cooperate, it'll be a longer stay in prison [Em]Everytime I had a flat, they'd just pass me by And if I was [C]laying on the ground, they'd never ask me why But when I'm look[Em]ing great, and rolling in something they can't pronounce [C]They looking for any reason, not to let a nigga bounce [Em]Whether expired registration, or inspection stickers The [C]only thing be on they mind, is we gon get them niggaz And it don't [Em]matter if we working, on a 9- to- 5 We [C]rerouted by the system, [Em]facing 99 [Verse 6] Mr. officer, crooked officer [C]Make a nigga want to blow the badge, off of ya We been living hard, [Em]so it won't be soft for ya [C]Fiending to see your blood, until you cough it up [Em]Mr. officer, crooked officer We just [C]trying to feed, our sons and daughters sir [Em]We been struggling to make it, in America too long [C]All we [Em]want to do is [C]live [Em]our life[D], [C]and[Em] be[C][Em][C] left alone
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