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F the Cops
273
Hip-Hop
F the Cops è stato pubblicato il 26 dicembre 2017 da YMI LLC./Mozzy Records come parte dell'album Hell Made
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Data di uscita26 dicembre 2017
EtichettaYMI LLC./Mozzy Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM76

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yowda
Yowda
Performer
Mozzy
Mozzy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Destin White
Destin White
Songwriter

Testi

They just ran up in my spot, the homie shot
Slammed me and didn't read my rights, 'cause they forgot
Took my money and my cords, plus my watch
Say they lookin' for them blocks, didn't find a rock
I'm screamin' out fuck the cops, fuck the cops, fuck 'em
Fuck the cops, fuck the cops, fuck 'em
Fuck the cops, fuck the cops, fuck 'em
Fuck the cops, fuck the cops, fuck 'em
You know I had to sit it down boy, wakin' up for count boy
Game winner on all them folks, they had to let me out boy
Pull up like a cowboy, we don't fuck around boy
Gotta keep some rounds on my person, yeah it's now boy
Up a hundred thou boy, roll a lot of loud boy
Get your ratzillas off, never let you down boy
Passes ain't permitted, don't be loafing out of bounds boy
Hustle gang brutal, beat the Mozzy out the ground boy
I just seen 'em picking forty shells up off the ground boy
We don't fuck around, that snitching shit is not allowed boy
Body parts shredding from them SK rounds boy
You ain't gang banging then it ain't no hang around boy
They just ran up in my spot, the homie shot
Slammed me and didn't read my rights, 'cause they forgot
Took my money and my cords, plus my watch
Say they lookin' for them blocks, didn't find a rock
I'm screamin' out fuck the cops, fuck the cops, fuck 'em
Fuck the cops, fuck the cops, fuck 'em
Fuck the cops, fuck the cops, fuck 'em
Fuck the cops, fuck the cops, fuck 'em
Six in the morning, I was hungover, snoring
Six oh five, the police come and kick my door in
Lookin' for some work but all I'm on is recording
Say they know I got it, shit somebody been reporting
Two tanks in front the house, man these fools like forty deep
Came out with my hands up, they slammed me on the concrete
Zip-tied and handcuffed, asking me a bunch of questions
Man I need my lawyer, the only thing that I'm suggesting
Didn't find no dope, no guns, no paraphernalia
Came up for here for nothing, your whole mission was a failure
Sergeant hella mad, he yellin' and frustrated
Pussies took me to jail for some parking violations
They just ran up in my spot, the homie shot
Slammed me and didn't read my rights, 'cause they forgot
Took my money and my cords, plus my watch
Say they lookin' for them blocks, didn't find a rock
I'm screamin' out fuck the cops, fuck the cops, fuck 'em
Fuck the cops, fuck the cops, fuck 'em
Fuck the cops, fuck the cops, fuck 'em
Fuck the cops, fuck the cops, fuck 'em
Written by: Destin White
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