Chorus: Ol' police a** n***a, dawg I know you workin Tryin to set a b**h up, gone make a n***a hurt em That n***a poison dawg, a b**h need to murk em What the f**k you mean n***a I know you workin(x2) V1: That n***a name all through a b**h black and white That n***a told them crakers sh** that they didnt that even ask Went Fed, got out and acted like it's alright That n***a you snitched on, sh** them crakers gave em life You know that f**k n***a the police and you and that n***a tight Ridin wit that f**k n***a like that n***a right A birds of a feather flock together yall just alike And yall copy from the f**k n***a and buyin pipe How you gone break bread wit a n***a, dawg you know you triflin These n***as go from real to f**k n***as over night You can't flip it now you a police for life And stay from around me f**k n***a you aint my type Chorus: Ol' police a** n***a, dawg I know you workin Tryin to set a b**h up, gone make a n***a hurt em That n***a poison dawg, a b**h need to murk em What the f**k you mean n***a I know you workin(x2) V2: And how I feel n***a I might wack you on the high Since you can't seem to close yo p**y a** mouth You Got n***a spooked n***as scared to go to trial See yall police a** n***as came back in style Settin n***as you p**y n***as gone wild Ropin n***as off takin n***as from they child I want to k** all you pussies put ya all in a pile In every click it's a potential snitch hangin 'round Got the fxck from around you n***as, moved out of town n***a you stay too long n***a ya fed bound n***a that told on his brother to knock his time down n***a you tell on one of my peoples Im gunnin ya a** down Chorus: Ol' police a** n***a, dawg I know you workin Tryin to set a b**h up, gone make a n***a hurt ya That n***a poison dawg, a b**h need to murk em What the f**k you mean n***a I know you workin(x2) V3: Tell ya son the truth n***a his daddy's a p**y If you was real you would have got ya little time and took it Instead of being a soulja fxck n***a you turned cookie You think this snitchin sh**t sweet, you really think you whippin You gone come home one night a b**h gone be in them bushes Them crackers aint gone be able to protect yo a** then p**y So why you roamin these streets n***a you betta be lookin If a n***a snitched on ya people dawg dont give 'im no cushion Murk that p**y a** n***a nawl dont whoop 'im Hetook yo people life so his life needs to be tooken Them choppa bullets through his head, where you need to put them Dead or livin fxck n***a you'll forever be p**y Chorus out: Ol' police a** n***a, dawg I know you workin Tryin to set a b**h up, gone make a n***a hurt ya That n***a poison dawg, a b**h need to murk em What the f**k you mean n***a I know you workin(x2)