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Paroles: Plies. I Know U Workin.

[Chorus:]Ol' police ass nigga, dawg I know you workinTryin to set a bitch up, gone make a nigga hurt emThat nigga poison dawg, a bitch need to murk emWhat the f**k you mean nigga I know you workin [x2][Verse 1:]That nigga name all through a bitch black and whiteThat nigga told them crakers shit that they didnt that even askWent FEDs, got out and acted like it's alrightThat nigga you snitched on, shit them crakers gave em lifeYou know that f**k nigga the police and you and that nigga tightRidin wit that f**k nigga like that nigga rightA birds of a feather flock together yall just alikeAnd yall copy from the f**k nigga and buyin pipeHow you gone break bread wit a nigga, dawg you know you trifThese niggas go from real to f**k niggas over nightYou can't flip it now you police for lifeAnd stay from around me f**k nigga you aint my type[Chorus:]Ol' police ass nigga, dawg I know you workinTryin to set a bitch up, gone make a nigga hurt emThat nigga poison dawg, a bitch need to murk emWhat the f**k you mean nigga I know you workin [x2][Verse 2:]And how I feel nigga I might wack you on the highSince you can't seem to close yo Pussy ass mouthYou Got nigga spooked niggas scared to go to trialSee yall police ass niggas came back in styleSettin niggas you pussy niggas gone wildBrokin niggas off takin niggas from they childI want to kill all you pussies put ya all in a pileIn every click it's a potential snitch hangin 'roundGot the fxck from around you niggas, moved out of townNigga you stay too long nigga ya fed boundA nigga that told on his brother to knock his time downNigga you tell on one of my peoples Im gunnin ya ass down[Chorus:]Ol' police ass nigga, dawg I know you workinTryin to set a bitch up, gone make a nigga hurt yaThat nigga poison dawg, a bitch need to murk emWhat the f**k you mean nigga I know you workin [x2][Verse 3:]Tell ya son the truth nigga his daddy's a pussyIf you was real you would have got ya little time and took itInstead of being a soulja fxck nigga you turned cookieYou think this snitchin shitt sweet, you really think you whippinYou gone come home one night a bitch gone be in them bushesThem crackers aint gone be able to protect yo ass then pussySo why you roamin these streets nigga you betta be lookinFo that Nigga snitched on ya people dawg dont givin no cushionMurk that pussy ass nigga nawl dont whippinYou took yo people life so his life needs to be tookenThem choppa bullets through his head, where you need to put themDead or livin fxck nigga you'll forever be pussy[Chorus out:]Ol' police ass nigga, dawg I know you workinTryin to set a bitch up, gone make a nigga hurt yaThat nigga poison dawg, a bitch need to murk emWhat the f**k you mean nigga I know you workin [x2]