Fuck Tha Ho'lice

Let it be known in my hood, ain't no love for laws
Fuck the police and anybody running with y'all
Fuck the feds and the CO's, FBI and PO's
For sure, you know how we roll
As for remorse, we feel no

I hid it out in a white whip with no chrome
Didn't know that was the day that the feds were on
Nigga, six in the trunk boy and yes, I'm anxious
Moving down I twenty to I four nine and thinking
How B gone cross this line
Yes, there goes the police
But I'll shake them one more time
They all fake and phony
And don't want you on your grind
Bitches pulled me over for no taillight on a oh five
Now that's wild, so fuck the DEA
Fuck my parole officer
Fuck the boys in blue with their ways
Cause I'll spray a hundred round clip
Right at the judge and take the bailiff for a gift
No shit, I hustle regardless
And we can play this cat and mouse game
Until your starving
I get it, I got it, that's true
So fuck the PIG's and the boys in the blue, yes

Let it be known in my hood, ain't no love for laws
Fuck the police and anybody running with y'all
Fuck the feds and the CO's, FBI and PO's
For sure, you know how we roll
As for remorse, we feel no
Let it be known in my hood, ain't no love for laws
Fuck the police and anybody running with y'all
Fuck the feds and the CO's, FBI and PO's
For sure, you know how we roll
As for remorse, we feel no

I'm on some more shit
Fuck the rules and regulations, I got a four fifth
That will leave your body aching
I'll bust the whole clip, at the problems I be facing
Then I'll smoke on a spliff
Don't even care about investigation
I'm from the dirty, dirty! So my hood really nasty
Hustle on the grind with the D, to get the cabbage
See I'm a savage and the laws know that
Cause a nigga been catching these cases since way back
Now I'm laid back on the cut, on top of my game
And I'm still going to shine, I will do my thing
Fuck you bitch ass niggas trying to hate the game
Called the police, hoping you can stop my change
But I'm a paper go getter, so at my arraignment
When my bond get set, one of my bitches will bring it
They think we brainless, but I'm smart
And I'm building my status
So fuck the police
Their car, their gun and their badges

Let it be known in my hood, ain't no love for laws
Fuck the police and anybody running with y'all
Fuck the feds and the CO's, FBI and PO's
For sure, you know how we roll
As for remorse, we feel no
Let it be known in my hood, ain't no love for laws
Fuck the police and anybody running with y'all
Fuck the feds and the CO's, FBI and PO's
For sure, you know how we roll
As for remorse, we feel no

That nigga Face had a niche
That the feds were watching him
Knew about his new cell phone
And the places he well roamed
Knew snitches would tell homes
Then he would tell the DEA
Shit, I feel the same way
I watch my back everyday
I feel the laws know my plates by heart
Could trace my car, park three blocks ahead of me
Then wait in the dark
Anticipating the mark
Of a young black male
Grab his gun quick
Lights on and write up dumb shit
Ain't that some shit
To get pulled over twenty times in one whip
By now I'm used to it, look here's my list
Driving too fast, driving too slow
Broken taillight, illegal lane change
Want some more
My red light had to go, public disturbance
No seat belt, when I had one one on
And that shit got me pissed
And not to mention
That bitch didn't even write me for that
He gave me no insurance
When I had that shit in my lap
Bitch

Let it be known in my hood, ain't no love for laws
Fuck the police and anybody running with y'all
Fuck the feds and the CO's, FBI and PO's
For sure, you know how we roll
As for remorse, we feel no
Let it be known in my hood, ain't no love for laws
Fuck the police and anybody running with y'all
Fuck the feds and the CO's, FBI and PO's
For sure, you know how we roll
As for remorse, we feel no