Po Po

Lyrics

You can run but you can't hide, they'll find ya
 When you think you got 'em shook they only, two steps behind ya
 The po-po over here (here) the po-po over there (there)
 Nigga runnin outta time cause po-po got you, you surrounded
 Lil' Ronny hit the ground runnin, when he saw the po-po comin
 Always into somethin, they said he'd never amount to nothin
 Push his buttons if you wanna, nigga was crazy with a temper
 Been hustlin on the corner, ever since I can remember
 There was a cold day in November, I remember all I seen was Timberlands
 Racin across the snow, twenty below, pistol in his hand
 Saw him toss his bag of rocks as he passed me
 I ain't bullshittin with the quickness, he blew right past me (Ronny what's wrong?)
 Then the cops came rushin through, damn near knocked me to the ground
 Kicked the dope to the curb swiftly as I spinned around
 Picked it up, went in the house cause he done brought them coppers out
 Sirens blarin everywhere, Lil' Ronny's super hot
 Brushed it off like, "That boy a damn fool"
 Grabbed a brew up outta the cooler, and turned on the news
 What did I see? Lil' Ronny on TV (what what?)
 To my amaze I took a sip of beer and fell in my seat (God-damn)
 That's when I'm thinkin to myself, "What the fuck did he do? "
 News flash, Ronny Sanders on the 11 o'clock news
 And as they makin the announcement, they tradin gunfire
 Show these niggaz in a Regal now with one blew tire
 He wanted, for a murder? This nigga from my block
 Aww shit, he done killed, a undercover cop
 Nigga, you'd better keep runnin cause you just committed suicide
 (Suicide, it's a suicide) He goin down whether dead or alive
 Okay we back from commercial break, Lil' Ronny ain't got no time to waste
 He runnin, yeah he runnin and Lil' Ronny runnin outta space
 And they trapped him by the lake, just before he jumped in
 He aimed at the helicopter, nigga started dumpin!
 He couldn't swim, they fished him out with a net
 They cuffed him up for the long one, caught him drippin wet
 On trial for a murder that he couldn't forget
 Yeah, he went to jail, but that wasn't shit
 He on trial now, he in denial now
 Got a one-way ticket to Hell, to Hell
 Cuffed up, fucked up, got a story to tell
 I hope his family sent him some mail, some mail
 ... They gave him the electric chair
 And just before they sent him there
 First came his brother, then came Suzie
 The bitch came in with a sub-machine uzi
 Like, suicide, that was suicide
 Suicide, that was suicide
 Suicide, that was suicide
 Biddy-bye-bye, biddy-bye-bye, biddy-bye-bye (that was suicide)
 

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Duration
03:13
Key
6
Tempo
92 BPM

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