Fuck La Policia,Aye (Que Pasa, holmes?) Fuck La Policia, yeah eh You see, the cops pulled me ova The cops pulled me ova, aye Now I'm just ridin' wit my migos Ridin' wit my migos, aye I'm screamin' fuck la policia Fuck la policia, aye I be like fuck la policia Fuck la policia, aye Where ya at?...Catch me on the south side And I'm riding with my top down Fuck that cop Mike Brown I'm brushin, feel like Pac now Migo with an attitude, I'm screamin fuck the cops now Wanna do it 10 like the BET countdown Can't believe there's no peace I can't breathe, I can't breathe Ain't gonna see Honor, let em leave,he free Fuck the police! And I ain't got no preacher with me I think they mad cuz I get dope California peace a kitchen Posted on the highway tryna catch my speed limit Yo, why yall ain't in the hood tryna stop a speedin bullet Its the work of mean mullet, Travon Martin, keep a hoodie Cop that bullshit like Audi did everything they thought I couldn't You know I slide through wheneva Ride through whateva Lock eyes with the police Pass by like whateva You know Ima keep the pistol under my seat And the choppa in the trunk If a sucka out of line,fuck the police Ima give em what they want Comin' live from the west side Tell em buddies saw a cop murder that guy See that about it We know when they pull us ova they gon' They gon pull us out the car I ask em why they fuck we mu they say cuz I know you got it Learn early keep yo mouth close Neva tell nobody, until it's it's justice Just fuck the police, see how it go I'm yellin' fuck the police AKA them white sheets Let them white folks come Everybody yellin' "peace" Let me bump you in the club Them Ks are coming out at me They say 'Banner they gon' get you' Then I guess I'll die free And I'd die to be a G Why, you muthafuckin' addict Don't forget to OD And they mighty, said he gangsta But I guess they don't see They killin' and feelin' our sons The ceiling's with slugs All the rain of blood Left on the rug, blood Left in the streets, Mike Brown dead Left in the streets, Aiyana Jones shot dead Dead in the sleep, Eric Garner, choke – man This for black and brown all ova the world United! I know there some good ones out there We ain't talkin' bout y'all, no, man!