🎵 Fuck One Time // by DJ Live Wire

4 ContributorsFuck One Time Lyrics [Intro: Krooked Letta] Damn man [?], man I ain't comitted no crime Fuck One Time Yeah, this goes out to all them crooked-ass cops out there What your ass gon' do when we come for you? Yeah, you [Verse 1: Krooked Letta] In the hood, I'm dirty, gettin' sweaty, G Police talkin' that shit about my rap, pushin' OZ's Ask me where my dope at, checkin out my chronic head All up in my face with the gun in a black jacket I told the cop hold up, you tryna play me like a sucker? You better run and check on your own self, motherfucker I guess all he wanted was a little of this cheese But I ain't goin' brokе to tryna keep a nigga pleased And still my partner just gavе me one clue They might be watching me, but I'm watching them too 'Cause every damn day is the same thing again Ask me what my name is, it's Krooked Letta Kingpin What I gonna do, put a tone to your dome I don't see no stars and I ain't Al Kapone I'm just another nigga tryna make it in the hood And why you bitches thinkin' that I'm up to no good Treat me like a rope, but I'm a born killer Another little small town black dope dealer But now it's time to kill you hoe, I told your stupid ass before Now I gotta leave your ass bloody on the third floor You fucked up, nigga, now you're dead as a bitch And now it's time to go, and kill the other snitch This goes out to you bitches in blue I killed another cop, so what the fuck you gon' do? [Chorus: South Side Hustlers] 5-0, 5-0, what you gonna do? What you gonna do when we come for you? 5-0, 5-0, what you gonna do? What you gonna do when we come for you? [Verse 2: Mo Money] I'm coming, I'm coming I'm running, I'm running And when I see your crooked-ass I'ma start gunnin' You picked a nigga up for suspicion Knowing damn well ain't fittin' the description You're just a crooked-ass cop on a mission You're gonna fuck around, and wind up missin' Comin' to my neighborhood, harassin' me and shit I'm gonna fuck around and let my nine go click Because I'm a young-ass nigga with a benzo But started curious, sittin' on a rizzome You pull a nigga over everytime you see me rollin' Swearin' up and down that my shit is stolen Searchin' through my car, lookin' for some drugs Pullin' out my seats, tossin' out my rugs I'm 'bout to get capped for some .38 slugs Once to the chest, and once to the dome You crooked motherfuckers better leave me alone This goes out to you boys in blue 5-0, your crooked-ass too [Outro: Al Pacino, Eazy-E & South Side Hustlers] 5-0, 5-0, what you gonna do? What you gonna do when we come for you? Boys in the hood are always hard [?] Boys in the hood are always hard Don't- Don't- Don't fuck with me Boys in the hood are always hard [?] Boys in the hood are always hard Don't- Don't- Don't fuck-fuck with me