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Dead Or Alive (Fuck The Police) Lyrics Artist(Band):Young Buck
[Intro] (DJ Paul) Ayo Paul what up nigga? (Buck, whats goin' on baby) Ayo nigga you know, you been knowin' a nigga since he was knee-high you know what I'm sayin' Its like I'm down here in Cashville I got this motherfucker off the chain ya know what I'm sayin' We trappin' heavy, we 'bout to run this muh'fucka hot Im comin up to the M-Town to fuck witchu homie (I got you nigga, from Cashville to M-Town) [Chorus: Young Buck] + (DJ Paul) They'll neva take me alive, I ain't goin back to jail The money lookin' good I got dope to sell Fuck The Police, nigga fuck the police (Them niggas love to hate) Fuck The Police, nigga fuck the police (Them niggas love to hate) You can't catch me, you can't hold me You can't find me, 'cause you don't know me Fuck The Police, nigga fuck the police (Them niggas love to hate) Fuck The Police, nigga fuck the police (Them niggas love to hate) [Verse 1] First ima get a key, here I go, rememba me? I took it from my enemy, left him in his Bentley seat Never should have let me go, I done got my mind right And even though I'm on parole, somebody gon' die tonight Cutlass got the dark tints, fuck it we gon' park then See who sittin on 26's then we gon' rob them Holla at a couple bitches, know who we are man? Some real niggas, I'm a ghetto superstar man Now set it off, break 'em off, fuck some handcuffs Stand up, and what, nigga man up Walk out the courtroom feelin' like O.J I got my knife in the club if you wanna play [Chorus] [Verse 2] Will you step out of the car sir? Why you pull me over? Looked him in his eye then took his head off his shoulders Cocaine dreams I can see me runnin' the team Some butt-naked bitches packin' grams of that green Bustin' their patrol cars from the project roof-tops Gotta keep 'em outta here so that we can move the rocks Mafia, militant like a black panther Im like a young Huey Newton in a black Phantom Yo we shootin (yo we shootin), and recruitin (and recruitin) Startin' riots (startin' riots), That's how we do it (that's how we do it) And I'm not turnin' myself in so stop askin' We hop out blastin', and walk out laughin' Yea [Chorus] [Bridge] Wussup all my real niggas and real bitches! It feels good to be in yall city tonight! Now, I need everybody to put they trigger fingers in the air! And repeat after me! LET'S GO!!! cops got a gun, bitch I got a gun too {Repeat 3x} [Chorus] [Outro] Yea (Yea) Ayo man, I just felt like, I need to let the world know.. Ya know, fuck L.A.P.D. man, fuck N.Y.P.D. man, ya know what I mean Matter of fact, fuck the country ass police in Cashville, nigga, Yea! And you can try to pull a nigga over and all that But I tell my niggas, nigga we shoot back! YEEEAAA!!! So you know, when you see me swangin' nigga.. Handlin' my business, mindin' my own business Stay the fuck out my way nigga! HAHA!!! Cashville Records nigga! We get money though! Fuck The Police!!! They'll Never Take Me Alive!!! If you find some error in Dead Or Alive (Fuck The Police) Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Dead Or Alive (Fuck The Police) The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics. | | ||||||||||||
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