Plies - I Kno U Workin'

Chorus:
Ol' police ass nigga, dawg I know you workin
Tryin to set a bitch up, gone make a nigga hurt em
That nigga poison dawg, a bitch need to murk em
What the f**k you mean nigga I know you workin(x2)

V1:
That nigga name all through a bitch black and white
That nigga told them crakers shit that they didnt that even ask
Went FEDs, got out and acted like it's alright
That nigga you snitched on, shit them crakers gave em life
You know that f**k nigga the police and you and that nigga tight
Ridin wit that f**k nigga like that nigga right
A birds of a feather flock together yall just alike
And yall copy from the f**k nigga and buyin pipe
How you gone break bread wit a nigga, dawg you know you trif
These niggas go from real to f**k niggas over night
You can't flip it now you police for life
And stay from around me f**k nigga you aint my type

Chorus:
Ol' police ass nigga, dawg I know you workin
Tryin to set a bitch up, gone make a nigga hurt em
That nigga poison dawg, a bitch need to murk em
What the f**k you mean nigga I know you workin(x2)

V2:
And how I feel nigga I might wack you on the high
Since you can't seem to close yo Pussy ass mouth
You Got nigga spooked niggas scared to go to trial
See yall police ass niggas came back in style
Settin niggas you pussy niggas gone wild
-(wick city on the map)-

Brokin niggas off takin niggas from they child
I want to kill all you pussies put ya all in a pile
In every click it's a potential snitch hangin 'round
Got the fxck from around you niggas, moved out of town
Nigga you stay too long nigga ya fed bound
A nigga that told on his brother to knock his time down
Nigga you tell on one of my peoples Im gunnin ya ass down

Chorus:
Ol' police ass nigga, dawg I know you workin
Tryin to set a bitch up, gone make a nigga hurt ya
That nigga poison dawg, a bitch need to murk em
What the f**k you mean nigga I know you workin(x2)

V3:
Tell ya son the truth nigga his daddy's a pussy
If you was real you would have got ya little time and took it
Instead of being a soulja fxck nigga you turned cookie
You think this snitchin shitt sweet, you really think you whippin
You gone come home one night a bitch gone be in them bushes
Them crackers aint gone be able to protect yo ass then pussy
So why you roamin these streets nigga you betta be lookin
Fo that Nigga snitched on ya people dawg dont givin no cushion
Murk that pussy ass nigga nawl dont whippin
You took yo people life so his life needs to be tooken
Them choppa bullets through his head, where you need to put them
Dead or livin fxck nigga you'll forever be pussy

Chorus out:
Ol' police ass nigga, dawg I know you workin
Tryin to set a bitch up, gone make a nigga hurt ya
That nigga poison dawg, a bitch need to murk em
What the f**k you mean nigga I know you workin(x2)