No Why Lyrics

Why they want to kill us bad

Why they want to kill us bad

Damn they locking up my brothers

And they killing all the dads

Damn they want to kill us bad

Why they want to kill us bad

Fuck

Damn they want to kill us bad

Why they want to kill us bad

Why they locking up my brothers

And they killing all the dads

This the shyt you want to smoke to

This the shyt you want to drink to

This the shyt we might ride to

This the shyt we might riot to

This the shyt, we might drink too

This the shyt, we might smoke too

This the shyt, we might ride too

This the shyt, we might riot too

Aye

We might riot too

We might ride too

We might ride to

Aye

Aye

You pulled me over

Then snatched me out

What is this about

Why you jump behind me

Why this route

Quit fuckin with me, bitch

Like Lil Jon

You want to get you one

You want to pull ya gun

You want to say you did it

You want to brag bout it

To them other bitches

Pull ya glock forty

Off ya little britches

Imagine once if the role switches

I want to ride but don't know why

I want to cry but don't know why

Been feeling tried

And don't know why

Been smoking not feeling no high

I don't know why

Gah damn,I don't know why

I want to kill and don't know why

I need to chill and i know why

I want to ride but don't know why

I want to cry but don't know why

Been feeling tried

And don't know why

Been smoking not feeling

No high

I don't know why

Gah damn,I don't know why

I want to kill and i know why

I need to chill

Crooked cops got a code dawg

Not a password,not a handshake

If they see one do the fuck shyt

Then they cosign,that's bad credit

They gon keep shyt

On the low dawg

And it's close to true

Like a fan page

You gon hold off

Not uphold, now hold up

Thats bad leverage

My mama scared if i leave her side

And say to her face,I'll be right back

She cool with losing her car

But say she aynt got a way

To get life back

It's hard enough to live and pray

While staying left on the right track

They'll plant a gun

And say tree was there

Then stumble up on a white sack

They'll get ya license

Then walk away like

Sit tight,I'll be right back

Another car start pulling up

Now you replaying your life back

Blastin Cube and Dre

And them seem more

Than fitting now as the right track

While the officers form a line

And tackle you down hard

Thats a white sack

Fuck all these crooked police

Fuck all these crooked police

Shooting you after you freeze

Holding you down with their knees

Why is your knee on my neck

And why is your gun in my face

What happened to warnings and mace

You making sure criminals ate

It's hard not to blame it on race

And hard not to blame it on hate

It's hard not to dwell in my rage

It's hard to act like I'm okay

Every video made

Make me want yawl in a cage

But i can't say that's sufficient

Because i still want you

To lay where you made

I don't know why

I don't know why

I don't know why

I don't know why

Can you tell me?

I don't know why

I don't know why

I don't know why

I don't know why

I don't know why

I don't know why

Can you tell me?

I don't know why