strictly 4 my r.v.i.d.x.r.z.
Singer:curry, denzel
niggas these days is ready to shoot a nigga instead of poppin' a cop
i'mma tell 'em how it is my nigga
this song goes out to motherfucking
cops and to the punk police
wanna see you pop a nigga
wanna see you kill a nigga
little niggas wanna grab that gauge
around that motherfucking blackland
motherfuckers 'round here
niggas wanna talk that shit
always sayin' you gangsta
but real niggas know you a bitch
had a couple homies that hit a couple licks
that what you expect when you never had shit
growin' up in the mothafuckin' slums
with a fuckin' gun to yo mothafuckin' gums
and pop a nigga in his mothafuckin' lungs
right now it's fuck how you feel
niggas they claimin' they trill
all because they rockin' a slug and they grill
i could rock a pink shirt
polka dot hat and still do me
goddesses they gettin' wetter
when niggas get outta line with the real
the semi just might bless ya
but coppers wanna take your life
more than you wanna take mine
bout to put this shit in check
just know these crackers wanna grab that tec
cock that beam and aim it at your chest
no i'm not wearin' a vest
cause this life is a test
nigga not trippin' i won't spaz
then i blast on zimmerman's ass
they'll lock me up for petty shit
though i cannot live this life
they callin' us coon and they callin' em' goose
the shit that i speak is the of the truth
all these mothafuckas hittin' shipe
but since i'm black i'm born with a strike