Nhạc sĩ: O'Shea Jackson, WC, Jerry Long, Kipper Jones, Rahsaan Patterson, Keith Crouch
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I'm spittin' policy I'm spittin' policy I'm spittin' policy Some of y'all caught me sungin' I'm spittin' policy I'm spittin' policy I'm spittin' policy These niggas is too salty I'm spittin' policy Crack em' one by one One nigga chowin' These niggas got me *** up *** a ghost rider, sittin' in the back Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap It's the Muppet Show Most niggas need A&R To tell em' how to *** a hoe Ice Cube, true MC Write everything I say, even back in the day I'ma spit it how I feel it, *** a gimmick You can keep your catchy lines, I'm about to write a rhyme If you got a backpack, tryin' to act black Think you know the culture, you's a ***in' vulture You never approach the mic You dress like a dyke sayin' what you don't like Who deserve five mics, who deserve two But the nigga with two still can serve you This west coast flow is different than the east But it ain't no different than the street I'm spittin' policy I crack em' one by one, cause I don't wanna be greedy This is how my make it show I'm spittin' policy I'm spittin' policy I crack em' one by one, cause I don't wanna be greedy Because these niggas are salty, that make you choke All these niggas got me *** up I'm spittin' policy, it's on the porch with the torch In case these niggas come around and see the Porsche When I brandish, mother***ers vanish They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish No comprende, me no speak no ingle Hear a bang, now your ass feelin' tingle Now you doin' *** like Daryl Stingley Don't get stung by the mother***in' Stingray Jumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me Put your rap careers up on Ebay Crazy Tunes is the mother***in' DJ Baby, drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ I got a big brother nicknamed CJ When you see him in the hood, take it easy If you a breezy, take him to the easy Do him like Halle Berry did Michael E. Lee I'm spittin' policy I crack em' one by one Cause I don't wanna be greedy Cause the salt might make you choke I'm spittin' policy I crack em' one by one Cause I don't wanna be greedy Because these niggas are salty They make you choke I'm spittin' policy I ain't lyin', I got pulled over by the police And I had some policies in my hand And the police pulled me over and said 2017, we got a young black nigga over here Age of 18, he look like he's 35 He look like he drinkin' a Hennessy And it's Friday every night I need backup This nigga might have a .22 with duct tape on the handle I'm spittin' policy Put the twist ***, can't chill as the chipper Piss the rapper, skip, skip, I render the finger off your mirror Ready to bust with my bandana bumpin' oldies Too funny to laugh like Odom and Kobe So I can floss and crip walk on these niggas Yellow tape off these niggas *** all these salty niggas They can't hold our *** Gangsta rap ain't dead Mother***ers just stole our *** All you niggas owe us alimony All you did was switch your name And ate our style up like ravioli On your club raps, I'm pissin' Talk ***, I knock your Kumo D glasses Off your face under the transmission Nigga, from the west side ***in' up the program With the surplus Hang it, hangin' out the pro-ham Dove Sizzler Tippin' on them products and these Big shells at you niggas like policy I'm spittin' policy I crack em' one by one Cause I don't wanna be greedy Cause the salt might make you choke I'm spittin' policy I crack em' one by one Cause I don't wanna be greedy Because these niggas are salty Let's make you choke Who am I down for? Arsenal, that D-Day Who walked through the rally I'm shoutin' for fat niggas and the hood Let's shout it out Who am I down for? One by one Let's appear up for It's not best in your reacher I'm spittin' policy I crack em' one by one Cause I don't wanna be greedy Cause the salt might make you choke I'm spittin' policy I crack em' one by one Cause I don't wanna be greedy Because these niggas are salty Let's make you choke I know a nigga that came to the club the other night That had an outfit on that was the same color As some wise T It was like that lil' Coyote Grant You sick of that bull***, huh?