O'Shea Jackson - f** Tha Police (Live) lyrics

Good evening We want to just quickly send a nice friendly message to the uh Fraternal Order of Police in Philadelphia Here's something nice and friendly Here's something nice and friendly Here's something nice and friendly It goes something like this f** tha police, comin' straight out the underground A young n***a got it bad cuz I'm brown And not the other color so police think They have the authority to k** a minority f** that sh**, cause I ain't the one For a punk muthaf**a with a badge and a gun To be beaten on, and thrown in jail We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell f**in' with me cause I'm a teenager With a little bit of gold and a pager Searchin' my car, thinkin' every ... Is sellin' narcotics You'd rather see me in the pen Than me and Lorenzo chillin' in a Benz-o ... outta shape And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape To mark off the scene of the slaughter No control of bread and water Young n***as... A young n***a on a warpath And when I'm finished, yo, there's gonna be a bloodbath Of cops, dyin in L.A Yo, I got somethin to say f** tha police Come on! Off, What? f** tha police Yeah! Come on! f** tha police Yeah f** tha police, comin' straight out the underground A young n***a got his badge cause I'm brown And not the other color so police think They have the authority to k** a minority f** that sh**, cause I ain't the one For a punk muthaf**a with a badge and a gun To be beaten on, and thrown in jail We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell f**in with me cause I'm a teenager With a little bit of gold and a pager Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product Thinkin' every n***a is sellin' narcotics You'd rather see me in the pen Then me and Lorenzo chilling in a Benz-o Beat the police outta shape And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape To mark off the scene of the slaughter No control of bread and water I don't know if they f*gs or what Search a n***a down and grabbin' his nuts And on the other hand, 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 into the street top Black police showin' out for the white cop Yeah, brothas will swarm On any muthaf**a in a blue uniform Just 'cause we in Washington DC Punk police are afraid of me Word! Punk on a warpath And when I'm finished, it be a bloodbath Of cops, dyin' in L.A Hey yo, we got somethin' to say f** tha police Come on! Sing that sh** loud Come on! Come on one more time, here we go, here we go Come on, one more, gotta do it Right now, yeah, check it out