Lil' homies on the ride Niggaz gonna die tonight, let's get high tonight (My lil' homies) Lil' homies on the mash Runnin' from these punk police, 'cause lil' niggaz on the street (My fuckin' lil' homies) Everybody duckin', my fuckin' lil' homies Fuckin'

This is the final boarding call for flight 1259 Departing from Los Angeles final destination to St. Louis Damn G the spot's gettin' hot So how the fuck am I supposed to make a knot? Police looking at niggas through a microscope In L.A. everybody and

What the fuck I'm 'posed to say? Police pull me over, they ain't got nothing to say I told 'em, "I got tints because I'm rich", they said, "Okay", ayy Gotta pray a lot niggas get shot up everyday, ayy If I play the block today, I'll make 100k, ayy Heard

Tell em 'don't waste my time' Tell 'em, don't waste my time (kaboom) Tell 'em, don't waste my time (nah nah nah) Tell her, 'don’t waste my time' If she ain’t fucking, she got to go Police want to stop me, search my clothes If it ain't money, I ain't

Fuck the police I want justice! Right about now, N.W.A. court is in full effect Judge Dre presiding In the case of N.W.A. vs. the Police Department Prosecuting attorneys are: MC Ren, Ice Cube, And Eazy motherfuckin E

Fuck the police Fuck the Police "I want justice!" "Right about now, N.W.A. court is in full effect Judge Dre presiding In the case of N.W.A. vs. the Police Department Prosecuting attorneys are: MC Ren, Ice Cube And Eazy motherfuckin' E" "Order, order,

I'm just bicken back being bool I'm just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool Pull up on the block like why Fuck the police, niggas better call the SWAT I ain't never played with the pot I was in your house trying to find a spot

House with a lake, no neighbors and links on my wrist, no bailiff (Ayy) I see you fuckin' with me, I'm catchin' on Ain't tryna see the police 'cause I be runnin' I'm from Golden Acres, but now I'm sittin' on acres, ayy I don't want no relations, you know

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah You don't wanna fuck with me Got the police bustin' at me But they can't do nothing to a G My ambitions as a ridah To my ambitions as a ridah Let's get ready to rumble Now you know how we do it like a G What really

Well my devil won't let me out Well my devil won't (Fuck the law) As I maneuver through the streets A policeman and then the predeceased bodies of those who disagree (Like, fuck them all) I pray the soldiers get release The price of grief wasn't cheap