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letra de fuck the police - mc dolla

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[verse 1]
f-ck the police
yeah f-ck they’re diseased
only with the help of my gold chain
it’s my figaro
bullet through the vest
got a bullet proof chest
propane lit her up
make that ho glow
i dress edgier than anne frank
f-ck a b-tch up; gone s-xual; it’s a d-mn prank
oh god, oh god, for god’s sake
a world so cold, only one that god could make

[hook]
(refrain make it rain like)
mc dolla
only f-ck with those who holla

[verse 2]
scream triple six in a church
no dinner just desert
hear police cars coming
but i’m having fun and
ain’t stopping exploitation
this fat money making
don’t deny the second coming
jesus can suck my d-ck
and only stop when i’m c-mming
i’ll f-cking f-ck the holy trinity
they’ll have to plant a new cherry tree because of me
the hardest mc you’ll ever see

[hook]
(refrain make it rain like)
mc dolla
only f-ck with those who holla

[outro]
sit around the house acting bored
think of the happiness i refuse to afford
end game’s soon when i finish this rhyme
i’ll end all my sorrows with a second columbine

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