Slim Thug & Z-Ro - FTP [Prod. By GL Productions] | Текст песни

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GMB!

Motherfuck the police,
It's war on these streets!
Excuse me Mr. Officer, why you're fucking with me?
Why? Is it because my' cow smoked in your house? aha
Is it because you're mad the nigga made it out the none
Or is it because your hoe says she love Slim Thug?
I ain't breaking no house, I ain't selling no drugs
So why you pull me over, then stash me at the car?
Then put the cuffs on me, now you're taking it too far!
It's time to go to war, tired of being mistreated
So I keep a loaded AK, just in case I needed
You're suppose to protect me, but who protect me from you?
Locking a nigga up, but the same shit you do!
You're buying me around while you're punching my blades?
Because I'm rolling clean, what that mean, you gotta hate?
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I'll have to kill you, if you try to kill me, aha
I ain't trying to be like Drake, but fuck the police!

It's a prison built every minute
And the white folks try to keep us niggas in there
We ain't having that bullshit no more, we gonna reach that limit
I got guns, we got guns, so fuck the prison sentence!
Nigga, fuck the police!

This why I trap niggas in them trap house
Just hustling hard, then a motherfucker
Just worked on top and worked to 'in that motherfucker
Odds out, that' girl, several artists in that motherfucker
Some niggas fucked up, so they got their sons and daughters in that motherfucker!
Ain't mad at them no years, I'm done moving, these stay hustling on!
Punk ass, Johnny law dogs don't wanna see niggas with nothing new!
I swear to God, as soon as the top let down
Look in the rear-view, I can see where all the cops head now.
One of my licence plates for warrants asking questions and shit
Like where you're going, Mr. McFake
I'm like, where you're going, bitch?
Only talking to me like I'm not a man
Get you, what your ass fucked
I'mma try to beat your motherfucking ass, until I can't stand up!
It's so many'storage right here on my block
In case you're wandering, I'm gonna keep my hand,
Right here on my gun!
Ain't no protection, ain't no service in my community
They're lying, too many people doing time
Ain't like this shit when'

It's a prison built every minute
And the white folks try to keep us niggas in there
We ain't having that bullshit no more, we gonna reach that limit
I got guns, we got guns, so fuck the prison sentence!
Nigga, fuck the police!

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