| Pooh Gutta, I’m nice
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| Before I snitch I do life, twice
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| They gonna hate me for this line, but oh well
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| But a nigga couldn’t have snitched on so well
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| Suck my dick your honor, this suit right here designer
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| It’s death before dishonor, I’ll be out this bitch tomorrow
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| Like I never, ever ever, ever been gone
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| Taliban, who is dat? |
| Bitch my clique been on
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| Hold up let’s just speak the real, bitch I ain’t them dirty birds
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| Got thirty niggas in thirty cars them boys move about thirty birds
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| Scared money don’t make shit, porsche trucks no breaks bitch
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| Straight shots no chase bitch, I wild out I break shit
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| Now Taliban, what the fuck?
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| Taliban, what the fuck?
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| Taliban, what the fuck?
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| Taliban, what the fuck?
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| Taliban, what the fuck?
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| Taliban, what the fuck?
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| Taliban!
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| Po-lice, Po-lice, Po-lice
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| You can’t hear a than but you rock with them
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| Snitchin' on your own blood, my nigga you is the
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| Po-lice, Po-lice, Po-lice
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| Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck 'em
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| Fuck the 5−0, motherfuck the 5−0
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| Bitch I’m from the East but I busted them boys like I’m 5−0
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| All black shoes like capo, mafioso on my side ho
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| And I got lobsters for my partners, and they got choppers for my rivals
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| EST to the death of me, Taliban to the left of me
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| All I got is my dick and these bitches suck till they get the rest of me
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| Ain’t none of y’all arresting me, free my brother Jay Rock
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| Shout out to my city those boys are harder than a yay rock
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| Fuck these snitches, I don’t know you snitches
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| I was a felon at fourteen cause I didn’t ride on all you bitches
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| Now I’m free and I got this loud yellin' on your bitches
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| Duckin' this red and blue when I’m rollin' green and hailin' on yo bitches
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| EST, what the fuck?
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| EST, what the fuck?
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| EST, what the fuck?
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| EST, what the fuck?
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| EST, what the fuck?
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| EST, what the fuck?
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| Taliban nigga, what the fuck?
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| Taliban nigga, what the fuck?
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| Taliban!
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| Po-lice, Po-lice, Po-lice
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| You can’t hear a than but you rock with them
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| Snitchin' on your own blood, my nigga you is the
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| Po-lice, Po-lice, Po-lice
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| Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck 'em |