Po Po

Alright there ah buddy license and registration Uh officer is there a problem man whats going on? Yeah, I had a report of a UFO whats that? An unidentified Ferrari looking object flying by me on the highway you know how fast you were going? nah not at all man you must have been going pretty damn fast because my radar is over there smoking buddy keep your hands where I can fucking see 'em too I heard about you in the paper, I know you got the toaster strudel (mumbles) yeah I need some backup over here I've got two rap singers I wonder briefly Could it be there's no roof above me or the 22's underneath me Thats keepin them sirens flashin on my ass Should I get to pumpin the brakes or mashin on the gas? I'm naturally harassed And I feel like I'm getting punked... but I don't see Ashton in the grass Nor is there a camera stashed into the dash It's a guy in a uniform and a passion that he has For flashin wit his badge And shining light in my face Plus he keep his right hand right by his waist The wrong move will get a gun right in my face And they fighting for my life... I'm fighting the case And I ain't trying to be the story they twist in the press Like: the young man resisted arrest Then he started reaching for something that looks like a pistol I guess So I pulled on a nigga I mean I pulled on the trigger...figures I go around the corner what do I see? Po Po's followin me Askin for my ID whos car I'm driving Po Po's botherin me Got me in a lineup, got my hands in cuffs They don't wanna set me free Trying to bring me down, when they come around Po Po's fuckin with me Awe shit the jakes are fucking with me again They hate to see me rich, they'd rather see me stuck in the pen Everytime they walk or pull up beside me Flash lights in my face askin for my registration and ID I don't know the reason for the harassment And the questions they askin Or the ice grills they get when I'm passin Or maybe its my fault Cause I be out all times at night Doin shit I know I shouldn't plus I don't be ridin right Smokin' lye.. no stash box for me to put the skit Two warrants, no license and I ain't got insurance yet I keep a hammer close because foes wanna stick me up But keep my movement swift because Po's wanna frisk me up Since '94 I've been told on by 50 descriptions And in 10 years not once did they get a conviction These pigs shouldn't provoke a rider I'm so tired, they got one more time to fuck wit me before I open fire [Nate Dogg] ones for the money and twos for the show three must be for the motherfuckin po po' I've seen ghetto kings fall to the floor cause they can't see ask (?) (still some of y'all creepin with the Po Po's Sleepin wit the Po Po's Some of y'all walking wit the Po Po's I ain't fuckin with the Po Po's) BITCH! They gon' have to put my back on the cement Before I'm in the back with my knee bent On my way back to the precinct I'm back in the G-bent Black wit the pre-tint Vanilla aroma to cover the back with the tree scent The way I ride I know I'm in for a case But the coupe do 200 so they in for a chase When it comes to lawyers I got the man Puff uses Thats why you never seen my wrists with handcuff bruises I got them hollow tips.. to stick up in the AR's Detectors in the dash.. to pick up on the radar Stash box in it when I purchased the vehicle So I don't have a problem wit you searching the vehicle They probably want to scoop an arrest I try to throw shots but its cool, I got a coupe like a vest And 'em troopers will just feel stupid I guess The slugs will bounce off like they hittin superman's chest.. nigga I go around the corner what do I see? Po Po's followin me Askin for my ID whos car I'm driving Po Po's botherin me Got me in a lineup, got my hands in cuffs They don't wanna set me free Trying to bring me down, when they come around Po Po's fuckin with me Shit man a nigga ain't even do shit awe shit here comes this dude right now Alright buddy unfortunately you came back straight, you and your buddy Scain Scholar get the fuck outta here I don't wanna see you guys around here again alright Look take it from Larry lock the rapper, get the fuck outta here I don't wanna see you around here again. and by the way I need an autograph for my kids they love you eh?