F666 the Police (feat. Tyler, The Creator)
Nigga this is BlackenedWhite
Nigga fuck the black and whites
Got a strap, my muthafuckin' bat and knife
Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right
Why the fuck the feds keep callin' us?
Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus
Bitch I'm smokin' OG, premeditated OC
Organized crime, I kill your boss
SK for dinner and forget to floss
Kidnap a DT, tie his ass to a cross
Run a Cartel like a real Rick Ross
Sure runnin' like I'm heavy hardcore
Drive-by 207 and 11-24
I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest
Bust his muthafuckin' head, got his muthafuckin' neck
Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest
Aimin' at his partner who know he up next
Or any grand thefts, man I don't give a fuck
Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck
Left Brain is a 51-50
Reason MellowHype BlackenedWhite's rollin' with me
R.I.P. to the cops with the goal to get me
I'm a 390 nigga fuckin' tipsy
Bitch, fuck the police, muthafuck the police (Kill 'em all)
Fuck the police, muthafuck the police (Fuck 'em all)
Fuck the police, muthafuck the police (Wolf Gang)
Fuck 'em all, kill 'em all, fuck the police
I said, fuck a cop non-stop
Pop the Glock, my bitch is Uffie, pull off in my all black Humvee
So the pigs don't tryna cuff me, I'm sippin 2-11
'bout to plan a 211, murder your partner, he'll meet you in heaven
Lucky number 667, I mean 666
I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape
Ey, butt rape on a female cop
She can chew my balls, she can swallow my cock
Try and pull me over, I will not stop
22350 nigga on the block, kill him hands down
Callin' all cars, there's another man down
A couple of Sprites but no beer
This Batmobile is real hard to steer
So on my way here I hit a couple of queer
My windshield got hit and smashed a couple of deer
Aw shit, the piggy is getting near
I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear
Is pulled into the rear and all I fucking hear is
(Can I see your registration?)
Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock
Fuck that job been around that block
All you wanna do is get that stick
Beat me with it while the rest sit and watch
Nigga fuck you cracker, I put you six feet
(Well aren't you a rapper?) And I'm six feet
I'm black and I'm loud, what a damn co-winky-dink
(Alright listen nigger, can you please get out of the vehicle?)
Fuck you pig what? (You're gonna get handcuffed
Drove to the station and get a couple years inside of the prison)
Why? So I can get shanked up and get butt fucked? (Yeah)
Well that's not happening captain
Not this time nigga, BAP! BAP! BAP! BAP!
(Houston we have a nigger down
And the nigger that did it loves them gun sounds)
Pow, pow, pow, pow, bust triple six round
Now that's six cops found on that ground
All I wanted to do was get that trick down
That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet
(But no, po-po did not wanna see)
That O.F.W. motherfuckin' G, nigga this Wolf Gang, fuck LAPD
Nigga fuck the black and whites
Got a strap, my muthafuckin' bat and knife
Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right
Why the fuck the feds keep callin' us?
Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus
Bitch I'm smokin' OG, premeditated OC
Organized crime, I kill your boss
SK for dinner and forget to floss
Kidnap a DT, tie his ass to a cross
Run a Cartel like a real Rick Ross
Sure runnin' like I'm heavy hardcore
Drive-by 207 and 11-24
I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest
Bust his muthafuckin' head, got his muthafuckin' neck
Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest
Aimin' at his partner who know he up next
Or any grand thefts, man I don't give a fuck
Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck
Left Brain is a 51-50
Reason MellowHype BlackenedWhite's rollin' with me
R.I.P. to the cops with the goal to get me
I'm a 390 nigga fuckin' tipsy
Bitch, fuck the police, muthafuck the police (Kill 'em all)
Fuck the police, muthafuck the police (Fuck 'em all)
Fuck the police, muthafuck the police (Wolf Gang)
Fuck 'em all, kill 'em all, fuck the police
I said, fuck a cop non-stop
Pop the Glock, my bitch is Uffie, pull off in my all black Humvee
So the pigs don't tryna cuff me, I'm sippin 2-11
'bout to plan a 211, murder your partner, he'll meet you in heaven
Lucky number 667, I mean 666
I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape
Ey, butt rape on a female cop
She can chew my balls, she can swallow my cock
Try and pull me over, I will not stop
22350 nigga on the block, kill him hands down
Callin' all cars, there's another man down
A couple of Sprites but no beer
This Batmobile is real hard to steer
So on my way here I hit a couple of queer
My windshield got hit and smashed a couple of deer
Aw shit, the piggy is getting near
I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear
Is pulled into the rear and all I fucking hear is
(Can I see your registration?)
Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock
Fuck that job been around that block
All you wanna do is get that stick
Beat me with it while the rest sit and watch
Nigga fuck you cracker, I put you six feet
(Well aren't you a rapper?) And I'm six feet
I'm black and I'm loud, what a damn co-winky-dink
(Alright listen nigger, can you please get out of the vehicle?)
Fuck you pig what? (You're gonna get handcuffed
Drove to the station and get a couple years inside of the prison)
Why? So I can get shanked up and get butt fucked? (Yeah)
Well that's not happening captain
Not this time nigga, BAP! BAP! BAP! BAP!
(Houston we have a nigger down
And the nigger that did it loves them gun sounds)
Pow, pow, pow, pow, bust triple six round
Now that's six cops found on that ground
All I wanted to do was get that trick down
That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet
(But no, po-po did not wanna see)
That O.F.W. motherfuckin' G, nigga this Wolf Gang, fuck LAPD
Credits
Writer(s): Gerard Long, Tyler Okonma, Vyron Turner
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