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