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I get the best new MySpace Layouts at LayoutStreet.com !WWW.CANTFADEME.COM [Lil Boosie:]They cook’n there when I wuz 12, turned me against it sent me to the first funeral now im a victim[of the law] My daddy told em kids I’ll never forget He went to jail on Holland Road, for tryn to piss Hit my auntie Trina tho, lookin for my cousin Looked at me cross da street and said “Boy you ugly” Mane 11 was my first run in wit them bustuz Then Stoopid roughed me up cuz I told em muthafuck him The story gets worse my hustle got deadly Duckin and runnin from that dirty bitch John Kelly All thru school u can catch me wit my tool Smashin with that magnum n the red white n blue They ask me for money Tryna bribe me and all They let them dogs eat me out my fuckin nuts Don’t give a fuck this is freedom from jail I want all u dirty bitches to rot in hell[chorus:] Cities Fuck ‘em Narcotics Fuck em Feds Fuck em D.As Fuck em We don’t need you bitches on our street Say wit me Fuck the police, fuck the police [x2] Without that badge you a Bitch and a half Fuck the police, fuck the police[Webbie:]Come search this Bitch Don’t do weight Cuz im too straight And y’all lil bitches a lil too late Cuff me up in front my kids I look em all in they faces Walk me out like im a killer, scared the fuck out my neighbors So they all put a pen and paper on the table and told me “give us the names and you can leave this bitch" I cant believe this shit What in the hell?! If that’s the only way out then you can show me my cell Look, tell niggaz stop I’ll sit here till I rot For all that, I could’ve been a bitch-ass cop Yeah boo, I got got they hit me for a few thou But you dirty bitches I’m ballin and I aint missin ‘at all Soon as I got back to the house I went and opened a pound Counted out 700, so much shit aint get found And I know the police listen and I’m telling you now You can never hold a Trill nigga down Nigga fuck you[Chorus:][Lil Boosie:]This shit’ll never stop Need to keep it real ha We need to be like Cali niggaz, and kill cops Stoopid you stupid I hope you rot in hell Ya jokes b ya jokes trell and won’t be in ell Wonder why I look at yo ass under eye I get a billion ima hit you bitches from the sky You gon’ be dead just like Ivy, a kill drop You feds cities I wont all you bitches killed nah(booya) Yeah we used to run that dope You already know Served them birds 17 a batch a coke Took my Beamer I’ll neva forget Not enough money in the bank and they can take yo shit? They went in Webbie house the other day(dirty muthafuckaz) Took a $100,000 away They sayin they don’t protect shit Sincerely yours, Mister BadAzz suck my dick and die quick,bitch[Chorus:]