Protect & Serve lyrics

(f*ck the police, f*ck the police, f*ck the police, f*ck the police)

[Pimp C]
Mr. copper Mr. copper can we speak?
How many n*ggas do you beat down in a week?
And do you get a kick when you beat a n*gga down with that muthaf*ckin' stick
So you can suck a n*gga di*k
Rodney King really f*cked me up at first
But at least he didn't go home in no hearse
A lot of n*ggas dead, a lot of n*ggas died
Cause (pop pop pop) with yo muthaf*ckin' 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 b*tch
I'll gat ya down with my f*ckin' .38 ya b*tch
Ya got suga in ya nuts just like them grip n*ggas
Ain't sh*t without that stick and that f*ckin' trigga
And yo I think it is my duty
To slice some laws thoroughly, cause they killed my n*gga Rudy and I don't think that's right

[Chorus]
The policemen are your friends
(but all my n*ggas say)they're here to protect and serve
The policemen are your friends
(and all my n*ggas 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
b*tch, 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 di*k a n*gga like an erection
Lookin for a muthaf*ckin' criminal, he ain't here
pus*y muthaf*ckas', 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*ggas 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 f*ck of it

[Chorus]
The policemen are your friends
(but all my n*ggas say)they're here to protect and serve
The policemen are your friends
(and all my n*ggas say)they're here to protect and serve
[Bun B]
f*ck the fast laws, make ya blow on the trigga squeeze
I don't want to kill a cop
I just wanna bust that n*gga 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 f*ckin' where
One in yo arms, yo knees, yo shoulda
I'm laughin like Joker, now turn your punk ass over, b*tch
But this ain't for my brotha
Its strictly for my n*ggas whose triggas died undercover, no lovas muthaf*ckas
Suck a di*k, 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*gga, 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
f*ck respect for the mutherf*ckin' dead
Cause I don't give a f*ck about a punk ass fed
I'm splittin' n*ggas 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 f*ck him with his stick in his as*h*le
[Chorus]
The policemen are your friends
(but all my n*ggas say)they're here to protect and serve
The policemen are your friends
(and all my n*ggas say)they're here to protect and serve