Outsmart the Po Po's

E-40

(Yawn) (burp)
It's 9 AM (fuck) time for a poisima,
Life at incent, sit on the toilet sump
The Rossi got me smellin' like I'm dead inside (sniff)
I'm stankin' up the bathroom wit nuttin' to hide
I gotta go, flush the cumode, k ,
Threw on the same damn clothes I woreyesterday
Me got some niggas come down from outta town see
They want to meet me half way at the Nut Tree
But I'm starvin' so I'm Chargin'
15-5 for the Margerine, A-1 Yola tightly packed,
17-5 for the coochie-rack
Strike to the spot ride witta, my nine millimeter Beretta
The broad that be holdin' my D she love me,
Long as I keep dickin' her down properly
Sittin' low in my cut not like a failure,
In front of baby's house
Straight talkin' on a cellular
Bring me out a unit, a birdie, a cake,
With the gypsyness before it's too late
Penitentiary time drastic, here she come with a Kilo in a baby basket
Gotta play your cards right, game tight,
Can't be slippin' in the 90's, damn right

[Chorus]
Outsmart the Po Po,
Known to the marks as the don't knows,
You gotta

I wear street clothes
Pants be saggin', I'm not bootsee
And I don't drive a dope wagon
Huh, Got a grip and I don't be braggin',
Can't be laggin', gotta keep stackin' (yeah)
I keeps me a strap in case ah, I gots to shoot a simp in his face ah,
It's better to be got with then without,
Jealous motherfuckers would love it if they heard that I was tweakin' out
Seniors in the summertime, rally's in the winter (yeah)
Ridin' with a light skinned big booty tender
Harass them motherfuckers on gold shoes,
Tryin' to put a stop on my revenues
The Po Po I dislike em (hate em)
Crooked ass cops will make you vital
But you know that I know the Po Po
Would love for a nigga to even attempt to act black

That's why you gotta

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It's Saturday night and to the night club
I got the Tanqueray, juice, and the Green Bud
Tacked on the freeway doin' fifty y'all,
A brand new thang lookin' nifty y'all
I open the juice and then I take some swallows (yeah)
And the motherfuckin' Gin to the same bottle (that's right)
Roll me a splift and put the ounce in the back (then what)
I keep it the trunk right next to the Gat (what they do doe)
Po Po jacked but can't fuck with me (what you got?)
An open juice bottle and a little ol' doobie (what they got to kiss?)
Cops better kiss my ass for a nigga like Legitament to blast

[Chorus]