Outsmart the Po Po's

(Yawn) (burp) It's 9 AM (f*ck) 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 [Chorus] 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 f*ck 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]