[Master P] Who dat call the police Yo ma called the police I got five on the lips But I ain't payin for the a** You just got yo hair fixed So can you pump a n***a gas Now when you ridin in my truck can you pick a n***a dick I got a boonapolist so can you be my trick C-Murder called you hoes like some f**in crash dummies It ain't love when the motherf**ing s** cost money I ain't dissin you hoes I just don't love you hoes In yo raggedy a** Girbauds When you swangin on them poles Now if you trippin then you know you livin trife And if you dippin I can't put you in my life Cause all hoes s** dick Let me tell you dog hoes you f**in with See i don't play no games and i don't sweat no hoes (But you Master P) Well b**h take off your clothes Talk that sh** now roll with it Ya warefare check hoe go get it [chorus] [P] Check dem hoes [Traci] Check dem n***as [4x] [Traci] Check dem hoes n***a is you crazy You can stunt all you want but that sh** don't phase me (?) in front yo boys like you made me n***a I hold my own ???????? Reppin like you gon shine n***a you is a waste of time Gettin that ho to step to me I gets down for mine Me and my girls we don't play no games f** you lames When you walkin on side of me I'm bringin you pain You can talk that sh** about s** yo dick Get a grip Broke b**h you ain't the sh** You know who you f**in wit Drop a baby for you n***a you must be sick Got no time for the lies all n***as is tricks [chorus] [P] Who dat call the police Yo ma called the police [Traci] Who dat call the police Yo pa call the police [P] Dem hoes call the police [Traci] Dem n***as call the police [P] Check dem hoes [Traci] Check dem n***as [P] Talk that sh** now roll wit it Yo warefare check ho go get it (911 operator, did someone dial 911?)