Crusin' in the ride late one night

My eyes beheld an eerie site

I saw him in the rearview, pull up tight

It looks like a cop might die tonight


Ridin' dirty, hey you know me

Theres a bag in the back full of weed

This cop on my ass is the last thing I need

If he lights me up

My 45 will be the last thing he sees


When he pulled off, oh the prayer I said

That crazy sh*t really messed with my head

And I felt good that night when I hit my bed

Cause I'm not in jail and a cop aint dead


                  THE END


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