作词 : O'Shea Jackson/D. Lopéz/Teak Underdue

作曲 : O'Shea Jackson/D. Lopéz/Teak Underdue

Anybody seen the popo's?

Anybody seen the popo's? Let 'em know

When I'm rollin' in the low low

Crazy b***h thought he was gone, but he ain't gone

Anybody seen the popo's?

Anybody seen the popo's? Let 'em know

When I'm rollin' in the low low

I serve it to 'em slowmo

You the definition of what a ****ing joke is

**** with my emotions and they find you in the oceans

Nigger, this is raw hide, mixed with the dark side

Never will I walk by, punk, I'm the fall guy

Nigger, you a small fry, looking at the hawk I

Make you buck, I don't give a shit, I

Make you have to duck my mother****ing buckshot

Bloody ass, bb's pulled out your buttocks

These niggers want to know my name

They want to know my game, I got plenty of aim

They said, don't **** with me

'Cuz if he pull them thangs, there goes your brains, now

His girlfriend's Lois Lane and if you **** with her

You must smoke m*******a, brother

Why would you **** with his?

Blow up your kids and smoke your own mother

Anybody seen the popo's?

Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know

Anybody seen the popo's?

Anybody seen the popo's? Where they go?

Anybody seen the popo's?

Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know

When I'm rollin' in my low low

I serve it to you slowmo

I'ma keep it real, man, **** how they feel, man

If your feelin' ill, man, go, take a pill

I'ma keep this steel, man, straight at your grill, man

You can tell opra, nigger, you can tell Bill

But Mr. Cosby, this ain't a hobby

Nigger, this the ghetto, just like sowheto

Where niggers want to hurt you, there's no rehearsal

There's no commercial when you're turning purple

These niggers want to know my name

They want to know my game, I got plenty of aim

They said, don't **** with me

'Cuz if he pull them thangs, there goes your brains, now

His girlfriend's Lois Lane and if you **** with her

You must smoke m*******a, brother

Why would you **** with his?

Blow up your kids and smoke your own mother

Anybody seen the popo's?

Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know

Anybody seen the popo's?

Anybody seen the popo's? Where they go?

Anybody seen the popo's?

Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know

When I'm rollin' in my low low

I serve it to you slowmo, here they come

That's the sound of the police, police

That's the sound of the police, police

Ain't nuthin' more important to me then payback

I'm holding court in the streets

Ain't nuthin' more important to me then payback

I'm holding court in the streets

Anybody seen the popo's?

Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know

Anybody seen the popo's?

Anybody seen the popo's? Where they go?

Anybody seen the popo's?

Anybody seen the popo's? Let me know

When I'm rollin' in my low low

I serve it to you slowmo

These niggers want to know my name

They want to know my game, I got plenty of aim

They said, don't **** with me

'Cuz if he pull them thangs, there goes your brains, now

His girlfriend's Lois Lane and if you **** with her

You must smoke m*******a, brother

Why would you **** with his?

Blow up your kids and smoke your own mother

I gotta keep it gangsta, gangsta

Keep it gangsta, gangsta

Keep it gangsta, gangsta

I gotta keep it gangsta, gangsta

Keep it gangsta, gangsta

Keep it gangsta, gangsta

I gotta keep it gangsta, gangsta

Keep it gangsta, gangsta

Keep it gangsta, gangsta

I gotta keep it gangsta, gangsta

Keep it gangsta, gangsta

Keep it gangsta, gangsta