Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crooked Cops, artist - Rejjie Snow. Date of issue: 19.01.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Crooked Cops |
| Officer, my hands is up |
| Please don’t shoot, but I might run |
| Run nigga, run nigga, run nigga |
| I’ve been black since '91 |
| Piggy piggy, hold your tongue |
| Run nigga, run nigga, run nigga |
| What, you want some open graves? |
| I’ll make you catch this fucking fade |
| My tendencies be «fuck the law» |
| But mama said, «just look away» |
| Hands up, keep my weapon on me |
| Blade be tucked so what’s up, homie? |
| Friday night and cruising slow, they |
| Pull me over, I record it |
| Bow my head and kiss this ass |
| And this bacon did smell off |
| Black and white, you ignite my rights |
| These crooked cops they hate by sight |
| Blackest skin, the blackest name |
| From Africa my father came |
| From mother eath he saw the dirt |
| From broken souls to heal the curse |
| Public enemy? |
| My felony was being black as fuck |
| Eenie meenie miney moe and hang him up and take his lunch |
| Call the homies, call my mama |
| Take his badge and fuck him up |
| Then fuck him up and make him cry |
| And remember where we lived and died |
| No, no, no, no, noo |
| No, no-ooh-aah, no, no |
| Crooked cop, crooked cop |
| Crook-crook-crooked cop |
| Crooked cop, crooked cop |
| Crooked, crooked cop |
| Crooked, crook-crook-crooked cops |
| Crooked cops, crooked |
| Crooked cops, crook-crook-crooked cops |
| I’m tellin' you now |
| Police in their feelings, they scared and they killin' |
| They shootin' us down |
| My hands up, they shootin', they shootin', they shootin' |
| They shootin' us down |
| Why? |
| Please tell me why |
| Scared of me? |
| Is it my black skin? |
| Public enemy number 1, I was the black man |
| They be usin' their badges |
| As a weapon to shoot at us and back up |
| Tell me why? |
| I, I think I know why |
| Why they wanna shoot me down |
| I think I know 'cause they crooked cops |
| Crooked cops, crook-crook-crooked cops |
| No, no, no, no, noo |
| No, no-ooh-aah, no, no |
| Crooked cop, crooked cop |
| Crook-crook-crooked cop |
| Crooked cop, crooked cop |
| Crooked, crooked cop |
| Crooked, crook-crook-crooked cops |
| Crooked cops, crooked |
| Crooked cops, crook-crook-crooked cops |
| Call me back, no text emoji |
| All this gold be danglin' on me |
| Pants be saggin', I’ve been taggin' |
| Officer, my record flawless |
| Rappin' since like '96 |
| When ODB was runnin' shit |
| Grammy nominated |
| Hope there’s trophies in my cabinet |
| Hide your kids and hide your wife |
| The reaper creepin' through the night |
| Crawl in, Mr. Officer |
| My fingerprints gon' testify |
| Tats up on my neck and face |
| From GTA to gettin' maced |
| Fuck is up? |
| I know my rights |
| The sirens, red and flashing lights |
| Crooked cops, crooked cops |
| Crook-crook-crooked cops |
| I don’t wanna hear this shit no more |
| (I don’t wanna hear it no motherfuckin' more |
| You talkin' about motherfuckin' all lives matter) |
| I don’t wanna hear this shit no more |
| (I don’t wanna hear this shit |
| Nobody is killin' your brothers, your sisters, your father, your mother — |
| nobody is killin' y’all motherfuckers in the street |
| They killin' us, nigga!) |
| I don’t wanna hear this shit no more |
| (The fuck is wrong with you?) |
| No, no, no, no, noo |
| No, no-ooh-aah, no, no |