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Mr. Policeman feat. Kokane & Mr Shadow
Mr. Knightowl
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Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it (oooh)
Do it, let's do it again
Do it, do it (oooh)
Fuck the valley sheriffs that be harassin'
They can eat the dick fuck the pigs I'm 'till laughin'
Some ass spoil bitch, why you following?
I know you are jealous because you see what I be drivin' in
You can't afford one is that why you be stoppin' me?
Officer pig is mad, 'cause he don't have a car like me
You pulled me over the other day gave me a ticket
I told your ass up your culo fuckin' stick it (oooh)
You don't like the shit, punk, that I be doin'
Is that the reason that you always be pursuin'?
Trying to make me act a fool so you can bust me
And if you had the chance I knew you fucking dust me (oooh)
But fuck you once again I got to tell you
I know that you is around motherfucker I can smell you (let do it again)
Smells like bacon you don't serve the county quit the fakin'
You are just mad at all the money I have bein' rakin'
I know that you be followin' me
Mister Policeman, but you ain't got nothin' on me
You talk a lot of shit about me
And you're getting mad, 'cause you know you can't fuck with me
I know that you be followin' me
Mister Policeman, but you ain't got nothin' on me
You talk a lot of shit about me
And you're gettin' mad, 'cause you know you can't fuck with me
Every time that I ride one time try to fuck with mine
They want to know the face behind the microphone
S.D.P.D. don't like me
When they roll by me they slow down and get behind me
Fuck them! I don't let them interrupt when I puff
Hand cuffs huh, bitch don't scared me
But then I'm twice this your motherfuckin' jail cell (let do it again)
So bitch I'm not on bail you know
How we does it in the Westside two, three, two, O (oooh)
So you roll mister officer
Stop hatin' in this shit you are tryin' to offer us
I'm not takin' you are mistakin' me for someone else (someone else)
For protectin' and servin' pig protect yourself (oooh)
I can't help the way I live bitch is givin' in yours
What I do is my business behind closed doors (let do it again)
You roll in patrol with a gun and a badge
Take it off and come to walk town with your scan less ass (oooh that's true)
I know that you be followin' me
Mister Policeman, but you ain't got nothin' on me
You talk a lot of shit about me
And you're gettin' mad, 'cause you know you can't fuck with me (oooh)
I know that you be followin' me
Mister Policeman, but you ain't got nothin' on me
You talk a lot of shit about me
And you're gettin' mad, because you know you can't fuck with me (oooh)
Leave me alone bitch I know you want to cuff me
Throw away the gear in a body bag stuff me
You talk a lot of shit Mister Puerco
I know you love it if you was to see me muerto (oooh)
But, that's not about to happen
Why you hating motherfucker because I'm rapping? (let do it again)
I know that I make a lot more than you do
Why you be so evil do you practice you do? (oooh)
It doesn't matter, your brain I 'till splatter
Send your fuckin' head to the department in a platter
You is a bitch motherfucker you be phony
Skinny as a kid, no nuts you was bony (oooh)
But now you have got a badge so you walk around thugs
I know I miss ride you, I would like to put the cuff, but (let do it again)
I got to say once again eat a dick
You ain't nothin' but a bitch you stupid ass pig (oooh)
I know that you be followin' me
Mister Policeman, but you ain't got nothin' on me
You talk a lot of shit about me
And you're gettin' mad (oooh)
'Cause you know you can't fuck with me
I know that you be followin' me
Mister Policeman, but you ain't got nothin' on me
You talk a lot of shit about me
And you're gettin' mad
'Cause you know you can't fuck with me (oooh)
I know that you be followin' me
Mister Policeman, but you ain't got nothin' on me
You talk a lot of shit about me
And you're gettin' mad
'Cause you know you can't fuck with me (oooh)
I know that you be followin' me
Mister Policeman, but you ain't got nothin' on me
You talk a lot of shit about me
And you're gettin' mad
'Cause you know you can't fuck with me (oooh)
Do it, do it, do it, do it, (oooh)
Do it, let's do it again
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