Training Day soundtrack — текст песни (C-Murder and Trick Daddy)

T-R-U ya heard me? Trick Daddy Dollars y`all huh
C-Murder, Trick Daddy, No Limit, Slip `N Slide
Whatever, uh huh, watch `em

[C-Murder]
Watch the police when I`m rollin through the projects
My pants sag so I`m labelled as a suspect
Who gave the boys in blue, the authority
to harass me cause I live in the minority
Check yourself player, cause I ain`t the one
You look plain, and kinda lame without your badge and a gun
You been harassin me, since I was a teenager
But now that I got a Roley with a Benz and a pager
they pull me over and search in my car
So you lookin for the product, but could it be narcotic
And just because I`m from the CP3
I gotta watch the police because they scared of me

[Chorus]
Watch the police - coming straight from the underground
Watch the police - a young nigga got it bad cause I`m brown
Watch the police - if you a teenager (watch, watch)
Watch the police - with a little bit of gold and a pager

[Trick Daddy]
I`ma teach they motherfuckin ass `bout playin with me
I`ma take they ass on one
Thug Life, for them niggaz in the county jail
State pens and feds, nigga

I`m tired of the motherfuckin po`-po`
They keep sweatin a nigga, sittin all in the do`
Po` flashin the light in the dark and for what?
Is it cause the trunk make so much thump?
See I`m Trick Daddy Dollars, and hoes they call me Mr. Scholars
You could lock me up, but I`ll make bail regardless
You wanna know have I ever been arrested?
Misdemeanor, felony or domestic
So I confessed it, damn right you guessed it
Did time for work, but I ain`t seen a brick since
I don`t fuck with niggaz who I don`t know
I`m gettin money, gettin blunted, nigga watch the po`-po`

[Chorus]

[Interlude]
Watch the police - in my hood, they`ll pull you over
and put dope on you, and bring you to jail
Makin twenty-four a year
They catch you with 70K, they gon` keep it
C, tell `em what`s happenin

[C-Murder]
I`m tired of the jackin and harassin (and harassin)
Every time I see you pass, it make me wanna blast
I`m C with the criminal behavior
I`m a gangsta with paper, and plus I got flavor
My identity by itself causes violence
I catch them without they badge and gun and then they silent (Shhhh)
Get out of the car! It don`t matter if you smaller or bigger
You`re under arrest! When a sucka in a uniform run up on a TRU nigga
Shinin that light in my face and for what?
Maybe it`s because I kick so much butt
And I can`t be touched, that`s why I laugh when I get away {*squeals*}
But to my homie, this is what I say

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Around my neighborhood, they just be hackin you up for no reason
Just askin you all kind of questions
Puttin the light all in your face
Man, what`s wrong with them? Man, that`s why we gotta watch `em

[Chorus]

You`re gonna die (*repeat 3X*)



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