Rejjie Snow – Crooked Cops

Crooked cops, crooked cops
Crook-crook-crooked cop
Crooked cop, crooked cop
Crooked, crook-crook-crooked cops
They killin’ us!)
They shootin’ us down
Call me back, no text emoji
Crooked cops, crooked
No, no-ooh-aah, no, no
I don’t wanna hear this shit no more
Run nigga, run nigga, run nigga
Pull me over, I record it
I’ve been black since ’91
Tats up on my neck and face
Call the homies, call my mama
Crooked cops, crook-crook-crooked cops
And this bacon did smell off
[Verse 2: Rejjie Snow]
I don’t wanna hear this shit no more
[Pre-Hook]
What, you want some open graves?
They be usin’ their badges
[Bridge: Trish]
[Hook: Rejjie Snow]
My tendencies be "fuck the law"
Crooked cops, crook-crook-crooked cops
No, no, no, no, noo
But mama said, "just look away"
Take his badge and fuck him up
Crooked, crook-crook-crooked cops
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[Pre-Hook]
Crooked cops, crook-crook-crooked cops
Officer, my record flawless
Please tell me where Why?
Crooked, crooked cop
I don’t wanna hear this shit no more
Piggy piggy, hold your tongue
I’ll make you catch this fucking fade
[?]
Rappin’ since like ’96 when ODB was runnin’ shit
Crook-crook-crooked cop
Crook-crook-crooked cops
And remember where we lived and died
From GTA to [?]
(I don’t wanna hear this

My hands up, they shootin’, they shootin’, they shootin’
[Verse 1: Rejjie Snow]
My felony was being black as fuck Public enemy?
I, I think I know why Tell me why?
Crooked cops, crooked
(The fuck is wrong with you?)
Hands up, keep my weapon on me
Why they wanna shoot me down
Officer, my hands is up
They shootin’ us down
I’m tellin’ you now
Nobody is killin’ your brothers, your sisters, your father, your mother – nobody is killin’ y’all motherfuckers in the street
I think I know ’cause they crooked cops
As a weapon to [?] shoot at us and back up
From Africa my father came
The reaper creepin’ through the night

Then fuck him up and make him cry
[Hook: Rejjie Snow]
Crooked cop, crooked cop
Bar my head and kiss this ass

Eenie meenie miney moe and hang him up and take his lunch
Run nigga, run nigga, run nigga
Police in their feelings, they scared and they killin’
No, no-ooh-aah, no, no

Please don’t shoot, but I might run

Public enemy number 1, I was the black man
[?] what’s up, homie?
Pants be saggin’, I’ve been taggin’

Black and white, you [?] my rights
Crooked, crooked cop
Crooked cop, crooked cop
Blackest skin, the blackest name
No, no, no, no, noo
From broken souls to heal the curse
No, no-ooh-aah, no, no
Hide your kids and hide your wife
Grammy nominated, hope there’s trophies in my cabinet
[Outro]
No, no, no, no, noo
Fuck is up? I know my rights
The sirens [?] flashing light

(I don’t wanna hear it no motherfuckin’ more
These crooked cops they hate by sight
Crooked cop, crooked cop

Friday night [?] slow day
From mother eath he saw the dirt
You talkin’ about motherfuckin’ all lives matter)
Crawl in, Mr. Officer, my fingerprints gon’ testify