Crooked Officer (Explicit) - Geto Boys

Written by：Johnson Joseph/Jordan Brad/Barnett Michael

I'm sick of you hoes tryin to run mine

I'm coming with a good line

Running after one time

I got a grudge against you blue suits

Black suits white suits and state troops

That's the way you made us

Sent a ni**a to the penitentiary is how you play us

Lock us up for the summer

Took the ni**a's name away and passed his a** a number

Just because you legally pack a gack man

Doesn't necessarily mean you have to point it at the black man

Especially you black cops

You let your gacks pop

Because them honkies got you brainwashed

So now we come to new dealings

F**k all the dumb sh*t the line of work is cap peelings

I'm cutting sh*t short

Ain't no filling out reports

Cause you ain't making it to court

I'm letting freedom ring

From the hole in my Glock for f**king off Rodney King

It ain't nothing you can ask us

And since justice is blind

I'mma buy the b**ch some glasses

Wake the f**k up chucks

I'm coming after your a**

Crooked officer

Mr. Officer crooked officer

I wanna put your a** in a coffing sir

Cause you done f**ked with niggas like myself for too long

It's time to grab my motherf**king nine and get it on

Mr. Officer crooked officer

I wanna put your a** in a coffing sir

Cause you done f**ked with niggas like myself for too long

It's time to grab my motherf**king nine and get it on

Oh Mr. Officer crooked officer what's happening

You beat another black man's a** and now you're high capping

Friend do I have to move to River Oaks

And bleach my f**king skin so I can look like these white folks

Just to get some assistance

Because the brutality in my neighborhood is getting persistent

Cause you wanna harass me

Yeah and if I talk back you wanna bust my black a** G

Just like Rodney King

But if you try that sh*t with me its gonna be a different scene

Try to pull me over on a dark road

But I'll be damned if I don't grab my nine and unload

Until every blue shirt turns red

You heard what I said

I want all you crooked motherf**kers dead

So you better start picking out your coffing sir

Cause I'm coming after your a**

Mr. Officer crooked officer

I wanna put your a** in a coffing sir

Cause you done f**ked with niggas like myself for too long

It's time to grab my motherf**king nine and get it on

Mr. Officer crooked officer

I wanna put your a** in a coffing sir

Cause you done f**ked with niggas like myself for too long

It's time to grab my motherf**king nine and get it on

Momma called me up the other day I got a warrant

Punk a** laws wanna know where the gun went

Said I shot a ni**a the other night at a party

Lying out they a** I was at home drinking 40s

Cooling with my niggas playing dominoes in the kitchen

A big black ni**a did the killing and I fit the description

Yeah and you know they think all black niggas look alike

So now they got the flashlight looking for big mike

Jacking niggas up trying to capture me

Coppers wanna gaffle me

Trying to put bullets into the back of me

Time and time again I told them I didn't do it

And they knew it but they still pursued it

So them motherf**kers blew it

So now I'm about to grab my sh*t

And put them son of a b**ches six feet under

Cause I'm sick of running from them motherf**kers

Turning tables cause I'm able I ain't falling victim

Time to play a game see the police watch me stick 'em

Cause I ain't running from a p o l i c e

Any motherf**kin t i m e

They'll have to g e t me

Off the s e t in my h double o d

F**kin around with the B I G

They'll be in a g r a v e

Mr. Officer crooked officer

I wanna put your a** in a coffing sir

Cause you done f**ked with niggas like myself for too long

It's time to grab my motherf**king nine and get it on

Mr. Officer crooked officer

I wanna put your a** in a coffing sir

Cause you done f**ked with niggas like myself for too long

It's time to grab my motherf**king nine and get it on