Kunci: D minor
Verse 1
Dm
Gm
Dm
Gm
Man, it's just weed, man.
Man, I already gave you my
license and insurance.
Man, you trippin', man.
Have you ever been arrested
just for being too clean
on a Sunday night?
Take your car, take you to jail,
you won't have a bond
until Monday night
Man, they just took 13 ,000
out of my pocket
Talkin' bout it's drug related,
cause I had a cigarette load
They need to stop it
Since Barack Obama
became the first black president
Gm
The police have been waging war
Dm
against the black resident
Racial profiling is at an all -time high
We represent 10 % of the population
But 65 % of the jail population
And I can't tell you why
Yeah, a lot of us are guilty as charged
And as much as I hate to say it
Some brothers deserve to be behind bars
You know the ones who beat on women
and the murderers and the rapists
And it's misty the ones that kidnap
and even abandon babies
I promise all I was doing
was leaving the Waffle House
They shined they lights on me
and they saw the steak
and waffles in my mouth
They pulled me over, took my money
and gave the king a weed case
And I'm still trying to get my
money back from the state
I can't even ride down the street
Without being harassed by the police
Ain't bothering nobody
so I got fucking with the G's
So what, I got a lil' drink and a lil' weed
I'm screwed up,
click off us so we don't speak
F
but in and out the lane, I don't weed
Dm
So it's a probable cause
for handcuffing me
It's just a dollar trick you lost
To take us away from my family
The po -poes, the young, woah, woah
Holdin' and lookin' good
I'm from Yellowstone,
so my car's yellow -toned
And I'm lookin' good
Ground effects, black and gold,
folks and foes I'm lookin' sporty
I heard HBD got a APB out
And they lookin' for me
Am
Dm
Well guess what, every curb I swerve
Am
Dm
I'm known for hitting the blinker, bitch
Gm
F
All around the town, back and forth,
Dm
hearing that on some frequent shit
I know you upset cause
the plane's so wet
you think it's leaking, bitch
So you pulled me over to tame me
on some juvenile delinquent shit
Like don't know my rights from wrong,
C
Dm
we ain't right, you're wrong
And so what,
you whoop -whooping your bright lights,
it's on because it's gone
All the smoke's been smoking,
the drink's been drunk
And here's my license and insurance,
you fucked your blue suit bump
Now what the funk you really want,
fuck it with me
Gm
Dm
Because it's obvious I'm C .Dubb,
F
Dm
a motherfuckin' G
He had to call, tax me for some posters
and some CDs
Said if I signed him, he'd give me
a ticket and let me leave
Ain't that a bitch? down the street
Without being harassed by the police
Ain't botherin' nobody,
so why y 'all fuckin' with the G's?
On what I got a lil' drink and a lil' weed
I'm screwed up,
click off us so we don't speed
F
but in and out the lane, I don't weed
Dm
So what's your probable cause
for handcuffing me?
It's just a dollar to you laws
to take us away from our families
I'm from the screwed up,
click -offers that we don't speed
And since we ain't going to
and coming back from,
Am
we ain't got no more weed
Dm
Oh, why was we even in
and out my lane, huh?
Zero was driving recklessly?
Does all this chrome and
all this candy paint
have you obsessed with me?
That's only a 300, man,
it ain't like you're so jagged
Gm
An d just because you can't afford now,
Dm
F
one of them ain't a reason to get mad
it ain't nothing wrong with none of my tags
If you just fuckin' with me,
cuz you got that gun in that bag
You ain't have no probable cause
to pull me over anyway
Cuz I wasn't doin' nothin',
you just tryin' to reach a
quota for today
Nowadays, innocence is overrated,
everybody get it
Guilty until proven guilty, why?
Cuz jealous big business
The penitentiary get paid
to close us and feed us
Gm
Dm
Without us, they gon' broke,
F
Dm
we get convicted cuz they need us
But I believe in Jesus,
the one true judge
And he ain't gon' let you do nothin',
he don't want you to do judge
I can't even ride down the street
Without being harassed by the police
I ain't bothering nobody,
so why y 'all fucking with the G's?
On what I got a lil' drink and a lil' weed
I'm chewed up,
clear copper so we don't speak
F
but in and out the lane, I don't weed
Dm
So what's your probable cause
for handcuffing me?
It's just a dollar to you laws
To take us away from my family
You
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