PO PO FEATURING PAUL CAIN & NATE DOGG

I come around the corner what do I see po po's following me Asking for my ID Who's car I'm driving po po's following me Got me in a line up, got my hands in cuffs they don't wanna set me free Trying to bring me down when they come around po po's fucking with me I wonder briefly Could it be its no roof's above me, or the twenty two's underneath me That's keepin' them sirens flashin' on my ass Should I get ta' pumpin' the brakes or mashin' on the gas I'm nationally harassed And it feels like I'm getting punk'd, but I don't see Ashton in the grass Nor is there a camera stashed into the dash Just a guy in uniform and the passion that he has For flashin' wit his badge, and shinin' light in my face Plus he keep his right hand right by his waist The wrong move'll get a gun right in my face End up fightin' for my life or fightin' a case And I ain't tryna' be the story they twist in the press Like the young man resisted arrest Started reachin' for somethin' that looked like a pistol I guess So I pulled on the nigga, I mean I pulled on the trigger Ooops I come around the corner what do I see po po's following me Asking for my ID Who's car I'm driving po po's following me Got me in a line up, got my hands in cuffs they don't wanna set me free Trying to bring me down when they come around po po's fucking with me Ahh shit pimp, the jokes is fuckin' wit me again They hate to see me rich, they rather see me stuck in the pen Everytime they walk or pull up beside me Flashlights in my face, askin for my registration and i.d. I don't know the reason for the harassment And the questions they askin', or the ice grills they give when I'm passin' Or maybe its my fault, cuz I be out all kinds'a night Doin' shit I know I shouldn't, plus I don't be ridin' right Smokin' la, no stash box to put the sket Two warrants, no license, and I ain't got insurance yet I keep a hammer close cuz foes wanna stick me up But keep my movements swift cuz poes wanna frisk me up Since 94' I been told I fit the description In ten 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 fo' I open fire They gon have to put my back on the cement Before I'm in the back with my knees bent, on my way back to the precinct I'm back in the g bent, black with the pre tent Vanillaroma to cover the backwood and tree scent The way I ride, I know I'm in for case But the coupe do two hundred so they in for a chase When it comes to lawyers, I got the man puff uses That's why you never see my wrist with handcuff bruises I got them hollow tips to stick up in the a.r. Detectors in the dash, to pick up on the raders Stash box in it, when I purchase the vehicle So I don't have a problem with you searchin' the vehincle They prolly' wanna scoop an arrest Or try to throw shouts, but its cool.. i got a coupe like a vest Them troopers'll just, feel stupid I guess The slugs'll bounce off like they hittin' superman chest Nigga I come around the corner what do I see po po's following me Asking for my ID Who's car I'm driving po po's following me Got me in a line up, got my hands in cuffs they don't wanna set me free Trying to bring me down when they come around po po's fucking with me