(fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck the police)

[Pimp C]
Mr. copper Mr. copper can we speak?
How many n***as do you beat down in a week?
And do you get a kick when you beat a n***a down with that muthafuckin' stick
So you can suck a n***a dick
Rodney King really fucked me up at first
But at least he didn't go home in no hearse
A lot of n***as dead, a lot of n***as died
Cause (pop pop pop) with yo muthafuckin' 9
But no me pappy, I'll cap that badge
A ratta-tat-tata-tat-tata-tat-tat uh yea
So don't even think about tryin' to play me bitch
I'll gat ya down with my fuckin' .38 ya bitch
Ya got suga in ya nuts just like them grip n***as
Ain't shit without that stick and that fuckin' trigga
And yo I think it is my duty
To slice some laws thoroughly, cause they killed my n***a Rudy and I don't think that's right

[Chorus]
The policemen are your friends
(but all my n***as say)they're here to protect and serve
The policemen are your friends
(and all my n***as say)they're here to protect and serve
[Bun B]
I try to keep my face off the street
Cause that 99 always wanna sweat
It was me at the scene of the crime,I wasn't there
Bitch, I was at home with blistered feet
Soaking my dogs, with my gal smoking a Swisher Sweet
But before I could put my Nikes back on
I pulled to the curb by some blue and white tryin' to get there jack on
Even though I had the right inspection
Tricka they still dick a n***a like an erection
Lookin for a muthafuckin' criminal, he ain't here
Pussy muthafuckas', what color you painting fear
But you can color me bad
Like them crackas and there choking
But understand the real when its smoking
I'm loccin' and smokin', n***as is fightin' fast
Now your lil trifling ass is doomed to feel the boom of my titan of class
So with my 9 I'll buck up a trick
And a crooked cop just might get shot
Just for the fuck of it

[Chorus]
The policemen are your friends
(but all my n***as say)they're here to protect and serve
The policemen are your friends
(and all my n***as say)they're here to protect and serve
[Bun B]
Fuck the fast laws, make ya blow on the trigga squeeze
I don't want to kill a cop
I just wanna bust that n***a in his knees
And watch him squirm and squeal as I buck him there
Get down on the floor ho you ain't goin' no fuckin' where
One in yo arms, yo knees, yo shoulda
I'm laughin like Joker, now turn your punk ass over, bitch
But this ain't for my brotha
Its strictly for my n***as whose triggas died undercover, no lovas muthafuckas
Suck a dick, I'mma let you tell it
Bird state you be diggin' all y'all ass
And y'all know ya wanna smell it
Fools, so gon' take a sniff
And right before ya choke, catch the smoke
From the chrome and the spliff

[Pimp C]
Out, n***a, from the clique that don't stop
Barkin at a cop with a pocket full of rocks
So call the {​coroner}​ and tell him what I said
I know ya got a vest so I'm aiming at your head
Bloody, red, I'm going to your funeral I'm spraying hoes with lead
Fuck respect for the mutherfuckin' dead
Cause I don't give a fuck about a punk ass fed
I'm splittin' n***as wigs and leavin' pussies on they head
And I'll be goddamned if I don't hit, {​killing him}​
Tell {​Moody Harris}​ they gon' want to come and get 'em
So ashes to ashes and bless his soul
Now bend his ass over so I can fuck him with his stick in his asshole
[Chorus]
The policemen are your friends
(but all my n***as say)they're here to protect and serve
The policemen are your friends
(and all my n***as say)they're here to protect and serve