the views expressed on this recording are solely those of the artist and by no means do we encourage or condone violence against law officials ugh it s for you it s for you ugh yea it s for all my street niggas feel it on the count of three say fuck the police one two three yea fuck em applaud any nigga we can lose a few of em we got enough of em my niggas on the corner they be dodgin and duckin em bitches gettin pulled over end up fuckin em for real and see we got these fake cops they thought he had a gun made a mistake cops i hate cops turn on the tv is this another cop busted for illegal business they outta control they outta their mind they pullin you over they hoppin inside just know you got drugs and know you got guns and they know they be mad when they can t find none stupid don t they know they invented the stash box the heat be in it you need a key to get in it any offended people suck my balls all y all off the wall get stupid dawg don t hold back don t let go don t say damn just say whoa  get it on mojo ay mojo baby feel it up ay ay on the count of three say fuck the police one two three yea don t they know it s dangerous in these streets don t you know it s gangs of us that roll deep nigga we o g s fill up the whole jeep nigga ill with the flows and ill with the beats ill in the rover it s over holmes we hold deez the reason we hold beans it s no peace in the streets with the police in the streets yo it s cops that owe niggas dough for o s and ki s it s more than a beef with five oh in the streets with the five oh it s a game of survival duke now tell me who protects me from you i got people who buy tek s and weed from you and all a nigga see in the news is cop corruption niggas gettin popped for nothin and niggas get stopped and cops pull out glocks and bust em y all need to get shot for nothin cause we don t hold back we let go we don t say damn we just say whoa get it on mojo ay mojo baby fill it up c mon 2