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p.c. (police crime) - nighthawks (cage and camu tao) lyrics

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[camu tao]

yo
let me put this game down for y’all
i can be in your town pumpin them rounds tomorrow
deliver shots
we at the bar all dub, we gettin’ shots
and if you mans swell up, they gettin’ shot
badger some n*ggas we back at them b*tches
and if they actin suspicious we animal diggas

[cage]

then it’s back to frisking these b*tches
blowing smoke on them, surprise surprise
you find some f*cking coke on ’em
gettin’ head in the back of a squad car
lookin’ like a perp, then i squirt on this b*tch, then put her back to work

[camu tao]

i got sick sh*t baby that’ll switch your team up
cus evеry count that i get is a misdemeanor
wanna pump hеat; you’ll meet the cleaner
cus i got hot lead that’ll beat your street up
[cage]

pull a black beamer; the clips packed with cyanide
tip(?) rhino k!llers, set it off every time i

[chorus: cage]

kick the door, k!llas(?) hit the floor
grab the coke and the cash, f*ck the weed and the wh0res
thriller floor(?) so left(?) i’m in a right(?) mind
you want p.c.? that means “pole*ice crime”(?)

[camu tao]

it’s a drug bust, hold up y’all, read him his rights
then stash dope and grab dough, beat ’em with pipes
then grab hoes with mad shouts(?) beat her with white
then laugh when we turn in reports, reapin'(?) the lies

[cage]

i got two berettas(?) and a twelve pump
so if you got starvin’ pits, i’m comin’ to help them
take that coke and the (?) on the carpet
and leave a dead federal witness in the apartment
bl**dy friends? sh*t
bring out the art and stage a crime scene like a studied forensics
[camu tao]

shoot you in your face if you refuse to listen
put some shakes in your pockets make your shoes your prison
when i

[chorus: camu tao]

kick the door, dealers hit the floor
grab the coke and the gas, f*ck the weed and the wh0re
drill them for(?) i’m so left i’m in the right mind
you want p.c.? that means “pole*ice crime”

[cage]

my hand on the reuger(?) my face of a looter
lucky for the looter his wife has some huge hooters
you can keep the tv just give me the stoney(?)
your wife can keep her b.d.(?), just tell her to blow me

[camu tao]

sometimes, my brain don’t work cus it’s gunnin’ the past(?)
so in a high*speeds chase, i put your lungs on the dash
i’m a crooked cop in the club i pop your collar
i could put six shots in your mug your squad’ll pop up
forensics will see the prints and clean the spot
cousin can stay, issuin’ glock that’ll leave your block buzzin’ (hahaha)
what you think; blue*in*berg(?) gon’ stop me?
f*ck them sloppy cops, the streets gonna watch me
[chorus: cage & camu tao]

kick the door, dealers hit the floor
grab the coke and the gas, f*ck the weed and the wh0re
drill them for(?) i’m so left i’m in the right mind
you want p.c.? that means “pole*ice crime”

[camu tao]

it’s hot at night, so we speak in (?)
and if the pot is right we delete them birds
and i know where the cash is counted
cus i also know how to stash accountants
so give it up

[cage]

while i live it up
make eight times what i make on the books
and shake nine to give me cake when it cooks
if your gun don’t bust off, don’t worry mine will
it’s like time still, i hope the nine k!ll when i

[chorus: camu tao]

kick the door, dealers hit the floor
grab the coke and the gas, f*ck the weed and the wh0re
drill them for(?) i’m so left i’m in the right mind
you want p.c.? that means “pole*ice crime”

- nighthawks cage and camu tao lyrics

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