the sound of police,

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Prompt / Lyrics
Intro]
Wuup woop, wuup woop

[Verse 1]
Chillin' with my dawgs, we walkin' through the street,
Rollin' up an L, mixin' hash up with the green,
Rappin' to the beat: Fuck the police, fuck-fuck the police,
Yeah, it’s us against 'em, playin' the devil's game.
It’s medicine we dealin', I just wanna make a grain,
Can't help it, too many fiends tryna snort a line.
Fuck the narcs, they searchin' with no aim,
Meanwhile I’m movin' keys, won’t stop till I’m at the finish line.
Won't stop till I see my first mil.
But they don't sleep, posted cozy in the Beamer,
Circlin' the hood, hopin' that they catch us leanin'.

[Pre-Chorus]
But I'm master of the game, posted in the lanes,
Movin' plates, tell me what they gon' claim?
They can't catch me lackin', 'cause I don't keep a thing.

[Chorus]
Blue lights and the sound of police, woop woop,
But I'm chillin' in the block, seventh floor, still clockin'.
Mischin' hash with the green, yeah it’s fryin' my brain,
I'm gettin' paranoid 'cause I hear the sound of police.
Wuup woop, wuup woop.

[Verse 2]
Watchin' the shadows, keepin' eyes on the street,
Keepin' it moving, never acceptin' defeat.
They talkin' loud, but they don't know the grind,
Stayin' focused, leavin' the haters behind.
Gotta stay sharp, gotta stay on the mission,
Blockin' the noise and the false vision.
(Keep it movin’) until the goal is in sight,
Workin' all day and through the long night,
They lookin' for ways to slow down the pace,
But speedin' ahead, winnin' the race.

[Pre-Chorus]
Master of the game, posted in the lanes,
Makin' moves, tell me what they gon' claim?
They can't catch me lackin', stayin' ahead of the chains.

[Chorus]
Blue lights and the sound of police, woop woop,
But chillin' in the block, seventh floor, still clockin'.
Stayin' on guard, yeah it’s messin' with the brain,
Gettin' paranoid 'cause of the sound of police.
Wuup woop, wuup woop.

[Outro]
Wuup woop, wuup woop.
Master of the game...
They can't catch me lackin'...
(Fade out)