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| Plies The Real Testament I Know U Workin [Chorus:] Ol' police ass nigga, dawg I know you workin Tryin to set a bitch up, gone make a nigga hurt em That nigga poison dawg, a bitch need to murk em What the f**k you mean nigga I know you workin(x2) [V1:] That nigga name all through a bitch black and white That nigga told them crakers shit that they didnt that even ask Went FEDs, got out and acted like it's alright That nigga you snitched on, shit them crakers gave em life You know that f**k nigga the police and you and that nigga tight Ridin wit that f**k nigga like that nigga right A birds of a feather flock together yall just alike And yall copy from the f**k nigga and buyin pipe How you gone break bread wit a nigga, dawg you know you trif These niggas go from real to f**k niggas over night You can't flip it now you police for life And stay from around me f**k nigga you aint my type [Chorus:] Ol' police ass nigga, dawg I know you workin Tryin to set a bitch up, gone make a nigga hurt em That nigga poison dawg, a bitch need to murk em What the f**k you mean nigga I know you workin(x2) [V2:] And how I feel nigga I might wack you on the high Since you can't seem to close yo Pussy ass mouth You Got nigga spooked niggas scared to go to trial See yall police ass niggas came back in style Settin niggas you pussy niggas gone wild -[wick city on the map]- Brokin niggas off takin niggas from they child I want to kill 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 niggas, moved out of town Nigga you stay too long nigga ya fed bound A nigga that told on his brother to knock his time down Nigga you tell on one of my peoples Im gunnin ya ass down [Chorus:] Ol' police ass nigga, dawg I know you workin Tryin to set a bitch up, gone make a nigga hurt ya That nigga poison dawg, a bitch need to murk em What the f**k you mean nigga I know you workin(x2) [V3:] Tell ya son the truth nigga his daddy's a pussy If you was real you would have got ya little time and took it Instead of being a soulja fxck nigga you turned cookie You think this snitchin shitt sweet, you really think you whippin You gone come home one night a bitch gone be in them bushes Them crackers aint gone be able to protect yo ass then pussy So why you roamin these streets nigga you betta be lookin Fo that Nigga snitched on ya people dawg dont givin no cushion Murk that pussy ass nigga nawl dont whippin You took 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 nigga you'll forever be pussy [Chorus out:] Ol' police ass nigga, dawg I know you workin Tryin to set a bitch up, gone make a nigga hurt ya That nigga poison dawg, a bitch need to murk em What the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin(x2) |
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