When I'm rollin' in the low low
Anybody seen the popo's?
When I'm rollin' in the low low
Anybody seen the popo's?
Ain't nuthin' more important to me then payback
'Cuz if he pull them thangs, there goes your brains, now
I'm holding court in the streets
Keep it gangsta, gangsta
They said, don't fuck with me
Ain't nuthin' more important to me then payback
Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know
Bloody ass, BB's pulled out your buttocks
Make you have to duck my motherfuckin' buckshot
I gotta keep it gangsta, gangsta
Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know
You must smoke Cocaine, brother
You must smoke Cocaine, brother
Anybody seen the popo's? Where they go?
Anybody seen the popo's?
Blow up your kids and smoke your own mother
They want to know my game, I got plenty of aim
Keep it gangsta, gangsta
That's the sound of the police, police
Keep it gangsta, gangsta
Anybody seen the popo's?
I'm holding court in the streets
I serve it to you slowmo
Nigger, this the ghetto, just like sowheto
They said, don't fuck with me
Never will I walk by, punk, I'm the fall guy
They want to know my game, I got plenty of aim
When I'm rollin' in my low low
These niggers want to know my name
Anybody seen the popo's?
Keep it gangsta, gangsta
Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know
Anybody seen the popo's?
Keep it gangsta, gangsta
Anybody seen the popo's?
I gotta keep it gangsta, gangsta
I gotta keep it gangsta, gangsta
Do this shit all night, leave your ass hog-tied
Anybody seen the popo's?
These niggers want to know my name
You can't fuck with the smoke bowl
Make you buck, I don't give a fuck, I
Blow up your kids and smoke your own mother
Anybody seen the popo's? Let 'em know
His girlfriend's Lois Lane and if you fuck with her
Where niggers want to hurt you, there's no rehearsal
You must smoke Cocaine, brother
But Mr. Cosby, this ain't a hobby
I serve it to you slowmo, here they come
I'ma keep this steel, man, straight at your grill, man
His girlfriend's Lois Lane and if you fuck with her
They said, don't fuck with me
Why would you fuck with his?
Keep it gangsta, gangsta
If your feelin' ill, man, go, take a pill
Keep it gangsta, gangsta
Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know
That's the sound of the police, police
Comin' from the west side, motherfuckin' alright
These niggers want to know my name
I gotta keep it gangsta, gangsta
'Cuz if he pull them thangs, there goes your brains, now
Why would you fuck with his?
Blow up your kids and smoke your own mother
'Cuz if he pull them thangs, there goes your brains, now
Why would you fuck with his?
Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know
I serve it to you slowmo
Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know
You can tell opra, nigger, you can tell Bill
I serve it to 'em slowmo
They want to know my game, I got plenty of aim
Nigger, you a small fry, looking at the hawk I
I'ma keep it real, man, fuck how they feel, man
His girlfriend's Lois Lane and if you fuck with her
Anybody seen the popo's? Where they go?
Anybody seen the popo's? Where they go?
Anybody seen the popo's?
Anybody seen the popo's?
There's no commercial when you're turning purple
Nigger, this is raw hide, mixed with the dark side
When I'm rollin' in my low low
When I'm rollin' in my low low
