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    (feat. Paul Cain, Nate Dogg)

    [Intro- Fabolous and Cop]
    Cop: Alright there ah buddy license and registration
    Fab: Uh officer is there a problem man whats going on?
    Cop: Yeah, I had a report of a UFO
    Fab: whats that?
    Cop: An unidentified Ferrari looking object flying by me on the highway
    Cop: you know how fast you were going?
    Fab: nah not at all man
    Cop: you must have been going pretty damn fast because my radar is over there smoking buddy
    Cop: keep your hands where I can fucking see 'em too
    Cop: I heard about you in the paper, I know you got the toaster strudel (mumbles)
    Cop: yeah I need some backup over here I've got two rap singers

    I wonder briefly
    Could it be there's no roof above me
    or the 22's underneath me
    Thats keepin them sirens flashin on my ass
    Should I get to pumpin the brakes or mashin on the gas?
    I'm naturally harassed
    And I feel like I'm getting punked... but I don't see Ashton in the grass
    Nor is there a camera stashed into the dash
    It's a guy in a uniform and a passion that he has
    For flashin wit his badge
    And shining light in my face
    Plus he keep his right hand right by his waist
    The wrong move will get a gun right in my face
    And they fighting for my life... I'm fighting the case
    And I ain't trying to be the story they twist in the press
    Like: the young man resisted arrest
    Then he started reaching for something that looks like a pistol I guess
    So I pulled on a nigga I mean I pulled on the trigger...figures

    [Hook: Nate Dogg]
    I go around the corner what do I see?
    Po Po's followin me
    Askin for my ID whos car I'm driving
    Po Po's botherin me
    Got me in a lineup, got my hands in cuffs
    They don't wanna set me free
    Trying to bring me down, when they come around
    Po Po's fuckin with me

    Awe shit the jakes are fucking with me again
    They hate to see me rich, they'd rather see me stuck in the pen
    Everytime they walk or pull up beside me
    Flash lights in my face askin for my registration and ID
    I don't know the reason for the harassment
    And the questions they askin
    Or the ice grills they get when I'm passin
    Or maybe its my fault
    Cause I be out all times at night
    Doin shit I know I shouldn't plus I don't be ridin right
    Smokin' lye.. no stash box for me to put the skit
    Two warrants, no license and I ain't got insurance yet
    I keep a hammer close because foes wanna stick me up
    But keep my movement swift because Po's wanna frisk me up
    Since '94 I've been told on by 50 descriptions
    And in 10 years not once did they get a conviction
    These pigs shouldn't provoke a rider
    I'm so tired, they got one more time to fuck wit me before I open fire

    [Nate Dogg]
    ones for the money and twos for the show
    three must be for the motherfuckin po po'
    I've seen ghetto kings fall to the floor
    cause they can't see ask (?)
    (still some of y'all creepin with the Po Po's
    Sleepin wit the Po Po's
    Some of y'all walking wit the Po Po's
    I ain't fuckin with the Po Po's)

    They gon' have to put my back on the cement
    Before I'm in the back with my knee bent
    On my way back to the precinct
    I'm back in the G-bent
    Black wit the pre-tint
    Vanilla aroma to cover the back with the tree scent
    The way I ride I know I'm in for a case
    But the coupe do 200 so they in for a chase
    When it comes to lawyers I got the man Puff uses
    Thats why you never seen my wrists with handcuff bruises
    I got them hollow tips.. to stick up in the AR's
    Detectors in the dash.. to pick up on the radar
    Stash box in it when I purchased the vehicle
    So I don't have a problem wit you searching the vehicle
    They probably want to scoop an arrest
    I try to throw shots but its cool, I got a coupe like a vest
    And 'em troopers will just feel stupid I guess
    The slugs will bounce off like they hittin superman's chest.. nigga


    Fab: Shit man a nigga ain't even do shit awe shit here comes this dude right now
    Cop: Alright buddy unfortunately you came back straight, you and your buddy
    Scain Scholar get the fuck outta here I don't wanna see you guys around here again alright
    Cop: Look take it from Larry lock the rapper, get the fuck outta here
    I don't wanna see you around here again. and by the way
    I need an autograph for my kids they love you eh?

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