| Yeah, and I ain’t tryna V-O-P
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| So I’m running from the C-O-P
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| Fuck the judge, fuck the state, nigga, fuck the police
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| And I ain’t tryna V-O-P
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| So I’m running from the C-O-P
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| Fuck the judge, fuck the state, nigga, fuck the police
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| Nigga, fuck the police
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| Yeah
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| I’m sliding
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| It’s two AM, Miami with that iron
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| I’m just swerving, I can’t make it to the I
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| I’m getting nervous 'cause I see the 'trol behind
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| But fuck it, duck the fire and I’m 'bout to bust a right
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| Damn, this shit red, I’m 'bout to buck the light
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| Man, they catch me right now, I’m doing life
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| He tried to run down and that’s his life
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| I can’t leave my gun 'cause that’s my wife
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| Yeah, and I ain’t tryna V-O-P
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| So I’m running from the C-O-P
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| Fuck the judge, fuck the state, nigga, fuck the police
|
| And I ain’t tryna V-O-P
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| So I’m running from the C-O-P
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| Fuck the judge, fuck the state, nigga, fuck the police
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| Only God can judge me
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| Only 12 tell me freeze
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| Only time make us free
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| My dawg got hit with a sentence that he couldn’t even read
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| Ain’t no love for us
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| Ever went from Cuban links to some silver cuffs?
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| I ain’t dying in the cage, I’m going to Canada
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| I ain’t tryna V-O-P
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| But every nigga 'round me got some felonies
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| Gotta watch who be around, he might just tell on me
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| It ain’t no cell for me
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| Yeah, and I ain’t tryna V-O-P
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| So I’m running from the C-O-P
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| Fuck the judge, fuck the state, nigga, fuck the police
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| And I ain’t tryna V-O-P
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| So I’m running from the C-O-P
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| Fuck the judge, fuck the state, nigga, fuck the police |