Talking to the Popo

I heard you've been talking to the Po Po
Since we got secrets that's a no no
Bitch I kill ya if I find out
You've been talking to the Po Po
Get yo head hit
You gone come up missing, Ive been
Im not gone end up in prison no mo (yeah)
I heard

I'm not a criminal just trying to pay my child support
If I can't pay it I can only see my child in court
So I stopped drinkin' started selling that drink by the quart
It didn't matter who made the sale
Cuz what was mine was yours
So what I sold a couple mo bottles ok I sold mo cases
But you act like it don't bother you
But its written all over your face when
You pull out yo money clip
I pull out my money bag
Nothing them bitches be like
Where the rest of yo money at
So work to an under cover you gotta make a decision
So soft you might die in the county
Won't even make it to prison

Now I got an echo on my cellular device

Move out of Houston

Getting another cellular night

I heard you've been talking to the Po Po

Since we got secrets that's a no no

Bitch I kill ya if I find out
You've been talking to the Po Po

Get your head hit
You gone come up missing, I've been

I'm not gone end up in prison no mo (yeah)
I heard

Tag straight
License insurance straight
Everything's straight
Got a kilo in this bitch
Other than that
Everything's great
Put it in the stash spot
Get it out the stash spot
It's in the same shape
But I keep on seeing the same Caprice
Same color, same plate
Call my connect and Say
My car won't start
Soon as I find out who did it
That's when the war gone start
They said your brother said this
And your brother said that
I ain't got a brother
Go tell him his brother said that
I try my best to stay out the way
You fellas don't ever see me
Why the fuck you fellas got a problem
Every time you see me
When I defend myself and squeeze
Get away clean
But somebody gone tell them it was me
I heard



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Writer(s): Z-ro
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