Crooked Officer Lyrics - Singles - Geto Boys

I'm sick of you hoes tryin' to run mine 

I'm comin' with a good line, runnin' after one time 

I'm sick of you hoes tryin' to run mine 

I'm comin' with a good line, runnin' after one time 

I'm sick of you hoes tryin' to run mine 

I'm comin' with a good line, runnin' after one time 

I got a grudge against you blue suits 

Black suits, white suits an' the state troops 

That's the way you made us 

Send a nigga to the penitentiary is how you play us 

That's the way you made us 

Send a nigga to the penitentiary is how you 

That's the way you made us 

Send a nigga to the penitentiary is how you play us 

Lock us up for the summer 

Took the nigga's name away an' passed us as 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 

Now we come to new dealings 

Fuck all the dumb shit, the line of work is cap peelings 

I'm cuttin' shit short, ain't no fillin' out reports 

'Cause you ain't makin' it to court 

I'm lettin' freedom ring 

From the hole in my glock, for fuckin' off Rodney King 

It ain't nothin' that you can ask us 

An' since justice is blind, I'ma buy the bitch some glasses 

Wake the fuck up, chumps, I'm comin' after your ass 

Crooked officer 

Mr. Officer, crooked officer 

I wanna put your ass in the coffin, sir 

You shouldn't have fuck with niggas like myself for too long 

It's time to grab my motherfuckin' shit an' get it on 

Oh, Mr. Officer, crooked officer, what's happenin'? 

You beat another black man's ass an' now you high tappin' 

Friend, do I have to move to River Oaks 

An' bleach my fuckin' skin so I can look like these white folks? 

Just to get some assistance 

Because the brutality in my neighborhood is gettin' persistent 

'Cause you wanna harass me, yeah? 

An' if I talk back you wanna bust my black ass G 

Just like Rodney King 

But if you try that shit with me, it's 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 an' unload 

Until every blue shirt turns red, you heard what I said? 

I want all you crooked motherfuckers dead 

So you better start pickin' out your coffin, sir 

'Cause I'm comin' after your ass 

Mr. Officer, crooked officer 

I wanna put your ass in the coffin, sir 

You shouldn't have fuck with niggas like myself for too long 

It's time to grab my motherfuckin' shit an' get it on 

Momma called me up the other day, I got a warrant 

Punk ass laws wanna know where the gun went 

Say I shot a nigga the other day at a party 

Lyin' out they ass, I was at home drinkin' forties 

Coolin' with my niggas, playin' dominoes in the kitchen 

A big black nigga did the killin' an' I fit the description 

Yeah an' you know, they think all black niggas look alike 

So now they got the flashlight, lookin' for Big Mike 

Now they got the flashlight, lookin' for Big Mike 

Now they got the flashlight, lookin' for Big 

Jackin' niggas up, tryin' to capture 

Coppers wanna gaffle, tryin' to put bullets into the back 

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

An' they knew it but they still pursued it 

So them motherfuckers blew it 

So now I'm about to grab my shit 

An' put them son of a bitches six feet under 

'Cause I'm sick of runnin' from the motherfuckers 

Turnin' tables 'cause I'm able, I ain't fallin' victim 

Time to play a game, see the police watch me stick 

'Cause I ain't runnin' from the P O L I C E, nay 

Any motherfuckin' T I M E of day 

They'll have to G U T a me off the S E T 

An' my H double O D, fuckin' around with the B I G 

They'll be in a G R A V E 

Mr. Officer, crooked officer 

I wanna put your ass in the coffin, sir 

You shouldn't have fuck with niggas like myself for too long 

It's time to grab my motherfuckin' shit an' get it on 

Mr. Officer, crooked officer 

I wanna put your ass in the coffin, sir