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Tim Dog - If I Was a Cop lyrics
I don't give a fuck about the nigga sellin' crack All I know, he better put some back Robbin' the community, yo that's whack You robbin' a Benz? You're gonna get jacked If I was a cop I wouldn't fuck with Gotti I'd fuck with Clinton and the congress party If I was a cop I'd take from the rich Give to the poor 'cause life's a bitch If I was a cop I'd steal from the Italian Go in the projects and unload by the batallion If I was a cop, i'd take from you You and you and you and you and you 'Cause bein' a cop now a days is no joke Ya gotta be careful, ya might get smoked People gettin' tired of playing cops games Guilty, first thing they bash in your brains Isn't it a shame that blacks feel the pain And all these years ain't a damn thing changed If I was a cop, I'd fight to strike back Return of the Jedi, return of the black, jack Yeah with this track I'm gettin' wicked And all you dirty cops know where you can stick it (CHORUS) "Sawed off shotgun hand on the pump" If I was a cop, if I was a cop I'd have a "Sawed off shotgun hand on the pump" If I was a cop, if I was a cop "Sawed off shotgun hand on the pump" If I was a cop, if I was a cop I'd have a "Sawed off shotgun hand on the pump" If I was a cop, if I was a cop, pop pop If I was a cop I'd keep my head under block A sucker tried to flip he'd get dropped Bang, zoom, assume the position If ya try ta run I got plenty ammunition I stickin' up crooked cops like I'm down with the swat Pop goes the nine, ya motherfuckin' swine 'Cause I'm takin' 'em out Crooked cops is somethin' we can do without Ya know you crooked ass crooks The dirty motherfuckers, they just got off the hook And all you judges on the bench You're so fulla shit I can't stand the stench To catch a few a them would be a plus We'll hang them motherfuckers like they always hangin' us 'Cause if I was a cop, my people would survive Work out like Jesse to keep peeps alive Karim Abdul, Muhammad, and Louis Farrakhan The ministers for the nation of Islam Fuck Tipper Gore and what she stands for Position when I reckon, position in the poor (CHORUS) "Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump"(repeated) |
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