This is a song about "True shit about the cops"

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

Ignorance is bless? shit about the fact that's all bull shit.

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Runnin', runnin' from the same cops

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

Like snoop dogg said it, oh shit, there are cops in the do’,

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

So you told the cops about his distribution of coke

I give him a helping hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

We're about to fuck, but my luck turns bad when the cops bust in,

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

But even though that's true they still get crushed by corrupt cops,

And fuck the cops' defiance, i drop that shit that the block is buyin',

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Y’all only in it for the cars