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letra de fuck tha police (remix) - bone thugs-n-harmony

[chorus: layzie] + (krayzie)
{-sirens blaring-}
f-ck the police, f-ck the police, f-ck ’em! (surprise)
f-ck the police, f-ck the police, f-ck ’em! (surprise)
f-ck the police, f-ck the police, f-ck ’em! (surprise)
f-ck the police! (you’re motherf-ckin right)

[krayzie bone]
yo, f-ck the police comin straight from the underground
a young n-gga got it bad cause i’m brown
and not the other color so police think
they have the authority to k!ll a minority
but motherf-cker mad cause i ain’t the one
for a punk motherf-cker with a badge and a gun
to be beatin on, and then i’m thrown in jail
but we can go toe to toe in the middle of the cell
f-ckin with a n-gga cause a n-gga turned major
and got a little bit of money and they play us
search a n-gga car, lookin for a product
thinkin every thug n-gga sellin narcotics
they’d rather see, me in the pen
than me blowin endo rollin in my benz-o
i send the police to the grave
and when i’m finished, n-gga bring the yellow tape
to tape off the scene of the slaughter
i’m still gettin swole off bread and water
i don’t know if they f-gs or what
search a n-gga down, and grab on his nuts
and on the other hand, without a gun they can’t get none
but don’t let it be a black and a white one
cause they’ll slam ya down to the street top
black police showin out for the white cop
but krayzie bone will swarm
on any motherf-cker in a blue uniform
just cause i’m from, the c-l-e
the punk motherf-ckers be afraid of me!
huh, a young n-gga on the warpath
and when i’m finished, it’s gonna be a bloodbath
of cops, dyin around my way
yo b-tch, i got somethin to say

[chorus] – 2x

[krayzie + layzie – together]
f-ck the police and bone said it with authority
because the n-ggas on the street is a majority
a gang, and it’s whenever i’m steppin
that a motherf-ckin weapon is kept in
a stash box, for the so-called law
wishin bone was them n-ggas that they never saw
lights start flashin behind me
but they scared of a n-gga so they mace me to blind me
but that sh-t don’t work, i just laugh
and plus it gives ’em a hint, not to step in my path
the police, i’m sayin, “f-ck you punk!”
readin my rights and sh-t, it’s all junk
pullin out a silly club, so you stand
with a fake–ss badge and a gun in your hand
but take off the gun so we can see what’s up
and i’ll go at it punk, and i’ma f-ck you up!
make you think i’ma kick your -ss
and drop the gat, and bone’s gon’ blast
i’m sneaky as f-ck, when it comes to crime
but i’ma smoke ’em now and not next time
smoke any motherf-cker that sweats me
and any -ssh0l-, that threatens me
and i’m a sniper with a h-ll of a scope
takin out a cop or two, they can’t f-ck with me!
the motherf-ckin k!ller that’s mad
with potential, to get bad as f-ck
now i’ma turn it around
dig in the clip, yo, and this is the sound
{-boom, boom-} yeah, somethin like that
but it all depends on the size of the strap
takin out a police, ‘ll make my day
and a n-gga like bone don’t give a f-ck to say

[chorus] – 2x

[layzie bone] + (krayzie bone)
i’m tired of these motherf-ckin jackings
sweatin my thug, while we be thuggin in the shack
and, shinin the lights in my face and for what?
maybe it’s because i’m kickin so much b-tt
i kick -ss – n-gga maybe cause i blast
on a stupid–ss n-gga when i’m playin with the trigger
of an uzi, or, an ak
cause the police always got somethin stupid to say
they put out my picture with silence
cause my ident-ty alone with my group causes violence
bone with the criminal behavior
yeah i’m a thuggsta n-gga, but still i got flavor
without a gun and a badge, what do ya got?
a n-gga in a uniform waitin to get shot
by me, or one of my n-ggas
and with a gat it don’t matter if he’s smaller or bigger
(size don’t mean sh-t, i’m from the old school fool)
and as you all know, layzie bone came to rule
whenever i’m rollin, keep on lookin in your mirror
and ears on cue, yo, so i can hear a
dumb motherf-cker with a gun
and when i’m rollin off the 8, you’ll be the one
that i take out, and then i get away
and while i’m drivin off laughin this is what i say
believe dat

[chorus]

[krayzie]
you’re motherf-ckin right

- bone thugs n harmony

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