No crooked cops, pass my pocket or my peoples 'Cause they evil to my people Fuck procedure, hope that ass can spell illegal search and seizure Banged before, ain't forgettin', go 'head start, all your crap And get a boot from a lawsuit and a news conference at eleven Routine stops, how often? Tri day before last week, word Always tryin' to pull me over on these dark ass streets Gave the war two blocks, two middle fingers like my nigga Mr. Fuck-a-cop Tupac so fuck them mug shots that you got My boo stops for nathin', know that bonnie and Clyde If that was then there'll be no Texas if you Tommy's inside Chasin' cases got that badge and know you runnin' the place But that ain't nar' a fuckin' reason, have them guns in my face And your attitude's, like you ain't no had no nookie, go jerk off Shit, get your sights, get off that rookie shit Let's have some fun, one on one, bite the badge, drop the gun You did the same thing we've done, I got my niggaz on the run I ain't the one, fuck that, get up, ah, get up, no get down We'll just be niggaz on the run I ain't the one, fuck that, get up, ah, get up, no get down We'll just be niggaz on the run I ain't the one, fuck that, get up, ah, get up, no get down We'll just be niggaz on the run I ain't the one, fuck that, get up, ah, get up, no get down We'll just be niggaz on the run, I ain't the one Hardcore on my block just because I'm black 'Cause I'm ghetto superstar you pull me out of my car Well, motherfucker I'm not knowin' what they put in yo' ear The only thing I'm transportin' is my naughty hear No, I don't sell coke no mo', but still I make fast dough By slangin' records by the millions, what you question me fo'? Runnin' my plates, registration and insurance thus far L X fo'-seventy's my company car So next time you think about, pullin' over Uncle Vinnie I'ma call Dan Nolan, sue your whole fuckin' city Let's have some fun, one on one, bite the badge, drop the gun You did the same thing we done, I got my niggaz on the run I ain't the one, fuck that, get up, ah, get up, no get down We'll just be niggaz on the run I ain't the one, fuck that, get up, ah, get up, no get down We'll just be niggaz on the run I ain't the one, fuck that, get up, ah, get up, no get down We'll just be niggaz on the run I ain't the one, fuck that, get up, ah, get up, no get down We'll just be niggaz on the run, I ain't the one So you won't, give the illy nones, like I fucked your bitches, silly grudge Yeah, protect and serve that ass, with a Billy club Go the right way, to get rid of ya, political riddle ya Fuck with me I'll turn you to a traffic ticketer To put it plain I'm sick of ya, cherry tops are pitiful Break bones and ligaments, can't fix it, so dig shit To keep niggaz ig'nant, and in crap, like pig shit That's just a fragment, of what they invent, to bend shit Years were handed, for Joe, left by Judy with the booty crew But they blame the game Suzy with the snooty two, who? The block out thugs plus the hoochie crew, shit I keep my uzi too Who the fuck are you to tell a fool rules? I got somethin' for those droppin' a loss And somethin' else for all you faggots pullin' me out of my car Let's have some fun, one on one, bite the badge, drop the gun You did the same thing we done, I got my niggaz on the run I ain't the one, fuck that, get up, ah, get up, no get down We'll just be niggaz on the run I ain't the one, fuck that, get up, ah, get up, no get down We'll just be niggaz on the run I ain't the one, fuck that, get up, ah, get up, no get down We'll just be niggaz on the run I ain't the one, fuck that, get up, ah, get up, no get down We'll just be niggaz on the run, I ain't the one