Fuck tha police,
Comin straight from the underground.
Young nigga got it bad cuz I’m brown,
And not the other color so police think,
They have the authority to kill a minority.
Fuck that shit, cuz I ain’t tha one,
For a punk muthafucka with a badge and a gun,
To be beatin on, and throwin in jail.
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell.
Fuckin with me cuz I’m a teenager,
With a little bit of gold and a pager.
Searchin my car, lookin for the product.
Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics.
You’d rather see me in the pen,
Then me and Lorenzo rollin in the Benzo.
Beat tha police outta shape,
And when I’m finished, bring the yellow tape,
To tape off the scene of the slaughter.
[huh?] bread and water.
I don’t know if they fags or what,
Search a nigga down and grabbin his nuts.
And on the other hand, without a gun they can’t get none.
But don’t let it be a black and a white one.
Cuz they slam ya down to the street top,
Black police showin out for the white cop.
Ice Cube will swarm,
On any muthafucka in a blue uniform.
Just cuz I’m from the CPT, punk police are afraid of me.
A young nigga on a warpath,
And when I’m finished, it’s gonna be a bloodbath,
Of cops, dyin in L. A.
Yo Dre, I got somethin to say.
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police.
Fuck tha police and Ren said it with authority,
Because the niggas on the street is a majority a gang.
[huh?] steppin,
And a muthafuckin weapon is kept in a stash,
For the so called law,
Wishin Ren was a nigga that they never saw.
Lights start flashin behind me.
But they’re scared of a nigga so they mace me to blind me.
But that shit don’t work, I just laugh.
Because it gives em a hint not to step in my path.
To the police I’m sayin fuck you punk.
Readin my rights and shit, it’s all junk.
Pullin out a silly club, so you stand,
With a fake assed badge and a gun in your hand.
But take off the gun so you can see what’s up,
And we’ll go at it punk,
An I’m a fuck you up.
Make ya think I’m a kick your ass,
But drop your gat, and Ren’s gonna blast.
I’m sneaky as fuck when it comes to crime.
But I’m a smoke em now, and not next time.
Smoke any muthafucka that sweats me,
Or any assho that threatens me.
I’m a sniper with a hell of a scope.
Takin out a cop or two, they can’t cope with me.
The muthafuckin villian that’s mad,
With potential to get bad as fuck.
So I’m a turn it around.
Put in my clip, yo, and this is the sound.
Ya, somethin like that, but it all depends on the size of the gat.
Takin out a police would make my day,
But a nigga like Ren don’t give a fuck to say,
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police.
I’m tired of the muthafuckin jackin,
Sweatin my gang while I’m chillin in the shackin.
Shining tha light in my face, and for what,
Maybe it’s because I kick so much butt.
I kick ass, or maybe cuz I blast,
On a stupid assed nigga when I’m playin with the trigga,
Of any Uzi or an AK.
Cuz the police always got somethin stupid to say.
They put up my picture with silence,
Cuz my identity by itself causes violence.
The E with the criminal behavior.
Yeah, I’m a gansta, but still I got flavor.
Without a gun and a badge, what do ya got?
A sucka in a uniform waitin to get shot,
By me, or another nigga.
And with a gat it don’t matter if he’s smarter or bigger.
And as you all know, [huh?] is the rule.
Whenever I’m rollin, keep lookin in the mirror.
And there’s no cue, yo, so I can hear a,
Dumb muthafucka with a gun.
And if I’m rollin off the 8, he’ll be tha one.
That I take out, and then get away.
And while I’m drivin off laughin,
This is what I’ll say,
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police.
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police.