Fuck Five-O

[Chorus: ?]
Fuck Five-O, nigga we don't want no peace
The niggas run the streets
Fuck Five-O, nigga we don't want no peace
The niggas run the streets
Fuck Five-O, nigga we don't want no peace
The niggas run the streets
Fuck Five-O, nigga we don't want no peace
The niggas run the streets

[Verse 1: Premo]
Shoot 'em up mane, it's time to toss a cross at the mirrors
I got my glizzock cocked and I won't stop for your row block, you blue boys
How you figure I gon' hit the gas, you got a nigga paranoid
With all your noid, makin' me do the dash
And wrap my shit around a popo, fuck that Five-O
It's time to let you know, [?] niggas, [?] go
I done clickin' about the killer bitch with a badge on his chest
Them hollowtips, they won't do, gotta send them cop-killers one of your VP vest
And let you feel the pain that you bring to my hood
We done better with your shit, the streets as I've understood
And always watch where you're walkin'
Now my niggas down, word a mouth
You better call for backup, 'cause it's time to claim my nigga 1-8-7
Got the chrome thang for your popo, yo mo they can't hang
We count the ammo, you and D let's go and get them hoes
Now draw a line, let me see which one of you bitches gon' pop your nuts
And crawl the danger zone, and get blown, down the kingdom come
A [?] is what I got for all of you tricks
My niggas hit the block and cock your Glocks and [?] slang them bricks
And don't be bothered by the fuckin' narcs, with the [?] back on their ass
'Cause ain't no rules in the streets [?] the killer is so [?]
And I ain't goin' for this six and three, [?] let me [?]
And my refugee, tellin' me, thinkin' that I'm slippin'
But this [?] is just like [?] tight, so you best to bring it on
A group of pigs, sent to hell, ask my nigga [?]

[Chorus: ?]
Fuck Five-O, nigga we don't want no peace
The niggas run the streets
Fuck Five-O, nigga we don't want no peace
The niggas run the streets
Fuck Five-O, nigga we don't want no peace
The niggas run the streets
Fuck Five-O, nigga we don't want no peace
The niggas run the streets

[Verse 2: Mac Kile]
I'm screamin' murderer, assassin, wanna kill me 'cause I'm black and
The Five-O best to back up of a real nigga dick, 'fore the Glock get to blastin'
Hollowtips, turnin' them blue boys red
You got my niggas [?] fucked up, now feel this hot lead to your head
Seventeen [?] goin' out to all you fake ass cops
You fuck with real killers, get that motherfuckin' ass popped
Ain't no motherfuckin' cop shit, all of y'all bitches can suck my dick
Trick, you got some ana to pick, put down the bags and the gun, bitch
We're killers, believe me, you're fitted inside of a body bag
[?] toe-tag, [?] the black men, with the blue flag, no death acts
Feelin' on my nuts, ticklin' for yayo, nigga have no, better stepbro
Before I pull the double [?]
Glock, knock, gunshots on your block
Ready to untie shells, why you sendin' niggas, straight to hell
[?] is my pockets, where ya bitches can't fuck with this pimp shit
[?] to dig, slangin' bricks, all about how bitch
So what you want to do, not what I got in mind
Because I'm thinkin' about [?] punk-ass with my nine
Seventeen times (killer, I'm killer)
Buckshots be heard (yo mama in the river)
The niggas out the structs [?]
And if ya blue boys don't know, the nine milimeter will teach ya
My niggas watch your back, the quicker that Kile be schemin
And when these bitches kill me, Mac Kile gon' die screamin'

[Chorus: ?]
Fuck Five-O, nigga we don't want no peace
The niggas run the streets
Fuck Five-O, nigga we don't want no peace
The niggas run the streets
Fuck Five-O, nigga we don't want no peace
The niggas run the streets
Fuck Five-O, nigga we don't want no peace
The niggas run the streets