You ain't never been to my city where niggas my age don't like coppers   Who rifles there could divide ya or call choppers   Where dopeheads look like you and me   But usually the habit of some ? easy to get your three   Trapped from free world money woman your missin   You can smell it from can taste or poppys chicken   The police snitch when they think it's there ass   Should've thought about that when you was flashin your badge   All turfs are wars your blunts are our cause   Young ghetto bitches only they want ghetto stars   Bet your real ward if you fuckin hears people   Sensitive dicks make the game so lethal   Sequals ain't never heard ain't no sequals on the streets   Oh yes my people it can happen in a week   Peep my location or when the dope casin   And hoes that don't like me work with the police station