Fuck Tha Ho'lice ft. B-Dash & Jakecon Lyrics

Let it be known in my hood, ain't no love for laws

Fuck the police and anybody running with y'all

Fuck the feds and the CO's, FBI and PO's

For sure, you know how we roll

As for remorse, we feel no

I hid it out in a white whip with no chrome

Didn't know that was the day that the feds were on

Nigga, six in the trunk boy and yes, I'm anxious

Moving down I twenty to I four nine and thinking

How B gone cross this line

Yes, there goes the police

But I'll shake them one more time

They all fake and phony

And don't want you on your grind

Bitches pulled me over for no taillight on a oh five

Now that's wild, so fuck the DEA

Fuck my parole officer

Fuck the boys in blue with their ways

Cause I'll spray a hundred round clip

Right at the judge and take the bailiff for a gift

No shit, I hustle regardless

And we can play this cat and mouse game

Until your starving

I get it, I got it, that's true

So fuck the PIG's and the boys in the blue, yes

Let it be known in my hood, ain't no love for laws

Fuck the police and anybody running with y'all

Fuck the feds and the CO's, FBI and PO's

For sure, you know how we roll

As for remorse, we feel no

Let it be known in my hood, ain't no love for laws

Fuck the police and anybody running with y'all

Fuck the feds and the CO's, FBI and PO's

For sure, you know how we roll

As for remorse, we feel no

I'm on some more shit

Fuck the rules and regulations, I got a four fifth

That will leave your body aching

I'll bust the whole clip, at the problems I be facing

Then I'll smoke on a spliff

Don't even care about investigation

I'm from the dirty, dirty! So my hood really nasty

Hustle on the grind with the D, to get the cabbage

See I'm a savage and the laws know that

Cause a nigga been catching these cases since way back

Now I'm laid back on the cut, on top of my game

And I'm still going to shine, I will do my thing

Fuck you bitch ass niggas trying to hate the game

Called the police, hoping you can stop my change

But I'm a paper go getter, so at my arraignment

When my bond get set, one of my bitches will bring it

They think we brainless, but I'm smart

And I'm building my status

So fuck the police

Their car, their gun and their badges

Let it be known in my hood, ain't no love for laws

Fuck the police and anybody running with y'all

Fuck the feds and the CO's, FBI and PO's

For sure, you know how we roll

As for remorse, we feel no

Let it be known in my hood, ain't no love for laws

Fuck the police and anybody running with y'all

Fuck the feds and the CO's, FBI and PO's

For sure, you know how we roll

As for remorse, we feel no

That nigga Face had a niche

That the feds were watching him

Knew about his new cell phone

And the places he well roamed

Knew snitches would tell homes

Then he would tell the DEA

Shit, I feel the same way

I watch my back everyday

I feel the laws know my plates by heart

Could trace my car, park three blocks ahead of me

Then wait in the dark

Anticipating the mark

Of a young black male

Grab his gun quick

Lights on and write up dumb shit

Ain't that some shit

To get pulled over twenty times in one whip

By now I'm used to it, look here's my list

Driving too fast, driving too slow

Broken taillight, illegal lane change

Want some more

My red light had to go, public disturbance

No seat belt, when I had one one on

And that shit got me pissed

And not to mention

That bitch didn't even write me for that

He gave me no insurance

When I had that shit in my lap

Bitch

Let it be known in my hood, ain't no love for laws

Fuck the police and anybody running with y'all

Fuck the feds and the CO's, FBI and PO's

For sure, you know how we roll

As for remorse, we feel no

Let it be known in my hood, ain't no love for laws

Fuck the police and anybody running with y'all

Fuck the feds and the CO's, FBI and PO's

For sure, you know how we roll

As for remorse, we feel no