policeman and souljah haffi stop pressure natty dreadlock
dreadlocccck
policeman and souljah haffi stop pressure natty dreadlock
dreadlocccck
well mr brown weh yuh deh pon
I know exactly my rights
Im not trying to take you fi fool
Its nine oclock in the night
Mi just a walk mi no look fi no trouble
In new york city
But of course there is some problem cause
Cause Im natty natty
policeman and souljah haffi stop pressure natty dreadlock
dreadlocccck
policeman and souljah haffi stop pressure natty dreadlock
dreadlocccck
policeman and souljah haffi stop pressure natty dreadlock
dreadlocccck
policeman and souljah haffi stop pressure natty dreadlock
dreadlocccck
MIKE :
Look at my face and my features, dark as the shade on my sneakers, stuck in this place and I need ya, last year worried bout reapers, hungry aint no way to eat up, now I aint worried bout neither, you hear me growl through the speaker, I need it now, I need ether, I needa crown on my clean cut, hurry around me the preacher, you gained your script from ya pastor, I got my script from my past year, packing my shit for the rapture, learnt how to drip when I pass ya, boy you an skit you an actor, that watch might slip offya wrist, running we off with ya shit, I want it, I get it, I take it, Shout out my mans in ends them, turning you pigs into bacon, the prize is just all for taking, so Illl be dumb if im waiting
early bird get the worm first thats a fact, so I dont even sleep, im always working on these raps, these shitty days wont ever last, I wish the city paid me in cash, yall made me an ass
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not sure what to say I listen to this song every single day - but will let it be known that are u happy? is the closest peggy has come to touching actual God and end credits - five bags and a small 🔥 justinallenmckenzie