You Fucked Up When You Slammed My Motha

[Chorus]
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed her

[Verse 1: D-Shot]
One day I was chillin’ in front of the house
Talkin’ to my homeboy Ralph
And then the sheriff pulled up kinda fast
And right behind ‘em was the task
“What could I do for you, officer?”
“Get your ass on the ground you fucking nigga!”
“Yeah, I’ll do that, but what the fuck for?”
“You look like somebody that just robbed a store!”
So they handcuffed me and ran into the house
I seen the task take the back route
“Look for the dope and the ends, Sergeant Blakely
And search those two twin babies!”
I tried to buck him from the plastic cuffs
‘Cause they was beatin’ on my mother and handled her rough
One of the officers slammed her
I looked at his badge, it said Officer Scrounger

[Chorus]
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed my mother (“Oh my god!”)
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed my mother (“Oh my god!”)
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed my mother (“Oh my god!”)
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed her (“Oh my god!”)

[Verse 2: D-Shot]
Now I’m sittin’ in the cell having flashbacks in
About the unnecessary action
Officer Scrounger gon’ pay
For the bullshit he pulled today
They ran in my house, it was fluke
If I wanted to, I can sue
But fuck that, I’ma peel this cracker’s cap
Catch him outta pocket and snipe him from the back
30-odd-6 to the dome
I can’t wait, huh, ‘til I get home
They let me out on the O.R
E and Kaveo pulled up in a mob car
Old school jackets and beanie caps
Yeah, I know that my brothers are strapped
And ready to go to war
‘Cause I ain’t taking this punk ass shit no more
So we mobbed on out
Searchin’ for the pig that raided my house

[Chorus]
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed my mother (“Oh my god!”)
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed my mother (“Oh my god!”)
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed my mother (“Oh my god!”)
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed her (“Oh my god!”)

[Verse 3: D-Shot]
I got a tip from an old school sohab
That dude pulled some shit on mob
I’m not the only one after his ass
I gotta make a move and make it fast
So I loaded up my Glock
Got my sawed off pump, double barrels and buckshots
I’m looking through the white pages
Got the 4-1-1 on where this muthafucka stay at
I’m headed to his spot
With a gang of ammunition, enough to blow up a block
So I crept through the back
Caught him wipin’ his shit, I shot him with gat (“Take that…”)
And then I pulled out my sawed off pump
Cocked it once and shot him in his nuts (“…muthafucka”)
He started screaming, “Oh shit!”
But now that ass is mine, bitch
I put the double barrel to his head
Now that ass is dead

[Chorus]
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed my mother (“Oh my god!”)
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed my mother (“Oh my god!”)
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed my mother (“Oh my god!”)
You fucked up when you slammed my mother
You fucked up when you slammed her (“Oh my god!”)