Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song F666 The Police, artist - MellowHype. Album song BlackenedWhite, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.07.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fat Possum
Song language: English
F666 The Police |
Nigga this is BlackenedWhite |
Nigga fuck the black and whites |
I’mma strap my mothafuckin' bat and knife |
Can’t wait 'til a cop ain’t actin' right |
Why the fuck the feds keep callin' us? |
Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus |
Bitch I’m smokin' OG, premeditated OZ |
Organized crime, I kill your boss |
SK for dinner and forget to floss |
Kidnap a DT, tie his ass to a cross |
Run a Cartel like a real Rick Ross |
Sure runnin' like I’m heavy hardcore |
Drive-by 207 and 11−24 |
I’m a 417 with a bulletproof vest |
Bust his mothafuckin' head, got his mothafuckin' neck |
Plus 11−99 in his mothafuckin' chest |
Aimin' at his partner who know he up next |
Or any grand thefts, man I don’t give a fuck |
Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck |
Left Brain is a 51−50 |
Reason MellowHype BlackenedWhite’s rollin' with me |
R.I.P. |
to the cops with the goal to get me |
I’m a 390 nigga fuckin' tipsy |
Bitch, fuck the police, mothafuck the police (Kill 'em all) |
Fuck the police, mothafuck the police (Fuck 'em all) |
Fuck the police, mothafuck the police (Wolf Gang) |
Fuck 'em all, kill 'em all, fuck the police |
I said, fuck a cop non-stop |
Pop the Glock, my bitch is Uffie, pull off in my all black Humvee |
So the pigs don’t tryin' cuff me, I’m sippin 2−11 |
Bout to plan a 211, murder your partner and put you in heaven |
Lucky number 667, I mean 666 |
I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape |
Ey, butt rape on a female cop |
She can chew my balls, she can swallow my cock |
Try and pull me over, I will not stop |
22 350 nigga on the block, kill him hands down |
Callin' all cars, there’s another man down |
Bitch, fuck the police, mothafuck the police (Kill 'em all) |
Fuck the police, mothafuck the police (Fuck 'em all) |
Fuck the police, mothafuck the police (Wolf Gang) |
Fuck 'em all, kill 'em all, fuck the police |
A couple of Sprites but no beer |
This Batmobile is real hard to steer |
So on my way here I hit a couple of queer |
My windshield got hit and smashed a couple of deer |
Aw shit, the piggy is getting near |
I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear |
Is pulled into the rear and all I fucking hear is |
(Can I see your registration?) |
Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock |
Fuck that job been around that block |
All you wanna do is get that stick |
Beat me with it while the rest sit and watch |
Nigga fuck you cracker, I put you six feet |
(Well aren’t you a rapper?) And I’m six feet |
I’m black and I’m loud, what a damn co-winky-dink |
(Alright listen nigga, can you please get out of the vehicle?) |
Fuck you pig what? |
(You're gonna get handcuffed |
Drove to the station and get a couple years inside of the prison) |
Why? |
So I can get shanked up and get butt fucked? |
(Yeah) |
Well that’s not happening captain |
Not this time nigga, BAP! |
BAP! |
BAP! |
BAP! |
(Houston we have a nigga down |
And the nigga that did it loves them gun sounds) |
Pow, pow, pow, pow, bust triple six round |
Now that’s six cops found on that ground |
All I wanted to do was get that trick down |
That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet |
(But no, po-po did not wanna see) |
That O.F.W. |
motherfuckin' G, nigga this Wolf Gang, fuck LAPD |