E-40 - Outsmart The Po-po's Lyrics
(yawn)(burp)Its 9 am (*****)time for a poisima,Life at incent, sit on the toiletsumpThe rossi got me smellin like Im dead inside (sniff)Im stankin up the bathroom wit nuttin to hideI gotta go, flush the cumode, k ,Threw on the same damn clothes I woreyesterdayMe got some niggaz come down from outta town seeThey want to meet me half way at the nut treeBut Im starvin so Im chargin15-5 for the margerine, a-1 yola tightly packed,17-5 for the coochierackStrike to the spot ride witta, my nine milameter beretaThe broad that be holdin my d she love me,Long as I keep dickin her down properlySittin low in my cut not like a failure,In front of babys houseStraight talkin on a cellularBring me out a unit, a birdie, a cake,With the gypsyness before its too latePenitentury time drastic, here she come with a kilo in a baby basketGotta play your cards right, game tight,Cant be slippin in the 90s, damn rightChorus -Outsmart the po po,Known to the marks as the dont knows,You gottaI wear street clothesPants be saggin, Im not bootseeAnd I dont drive a dope wagonHuh, got a grip and I dont be braggin,Cant be laggin, gotta keep stackin (yeah)I keeps me a strap in case ah, I gots to shoot a simp in his face ah,Its better to be got with then without,Jealous mutha*****as would love it if they heard that I was tweakin outSeniors in the summertime, ralleys in the winter (yeah)Ridin with a light skinned big booty tenderHarass them mutha*****as on gold shoes,Tryin to put a stop on my revenuesThe po po I dislike em (hate em)Crooked ass cops will make you vitalBut you know that I know the po poWould love for a nigga to even attempt to act blackThats why you gotta-Chorus(b-legit)Its saturday night and to the night clubI got the tanqueray, juice, and the green budTacked on the freeway doin fifty yall,A brand new thang lookin nifty yallI open the juice and then I take some swallows (yeah)And the mutha*****in gin to the same bottle (thats right)Roll me a splift and put the ounce in the back (then what)I keep it the trunk right next to the gat (what they do doe)Po po jacked but cant ***** with me (what you got? )An open juice bottle and a little ol doobie (what they got to kiss? )Cops better kiss my ass for a nigga like legitament to blastChorus
