Fuck You

[Hook]

Get your hands

Up against the wall and spread them

Opposition, I'll just dead them

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

Understand –

I'm not fucking around with you

Try to resist, I'll dismiss you

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

[Verse 1]

Basically, I'm the worst nightmare you ever had

Figured – a trigger-happy nigga with a badge

Parading around Los Angeles (Uh!)

High off coke, with a banana clip

Feasting off the weak street evangelists

With a manuscript in professional ass-whipping

Task Force, brass knuckles, a master in ass-kicking

If you ask for it, I blast for it, you're back-flipping

No one saw it – I won't stop, the clock's ticking

Got a rookie for a partner that's ready to fight niggas (Whew!)

The world's a merry-go-round, I stereotype niggas

He's a "spit in the face of a pitbull, and bite niggas"

Matter of fact – kinda like this cat for a white nigga

[Hook]

Get your hands

Up against the wall and spread them

Opposition, I'll just dead them

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

Understand –

I'm not fucking around with you

Try to resist, I'll dismiss you

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

[Verse 2]

I got the projects on lock, they trust my logic

'Cause the star cops got it, from guns to narcotics

My object is to de-program, blind your optics

You cannot stop this mission, this topic (C'mon)

'Cause you could write tickets, my nigga, or get paid

Learn this game in the streets, or get slayed

Collect this cheese at the end of this maze, 

Or hit the desk and fill out forms for days (Uh!)

Need I remind you –

How easy it would be to take the city by storm, with a whole force behind you? (Ha!)

Shottie in the trunk, and, on my ankle, there's a nine too

'Cause, psychologically, the guns you use will define you

[Hook]

Get your hands

Up against the wall and spread them

Opposition, I'll just dead them

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

Understand –

I'm not fucking around with you

Try to resist, I'll dismiss you

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

[Verse 3]

These evil streets don't sleep, be careful with whom you mingle

In a city where it pays to be bilingual

Yo soy grifo, no me importa, culo – ¡sí! Via a diablo

I'm five-oh, leaving enemies dead on arrival

For a couple of mill', and you're fucking the deal up

Tryin' to play hero cop, and you still suck

Put you to bed with one in your head, you won't feel much

[Hook]

Get your hands

Up against the wall and spread them

Opposition, I'll just dead them

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

Understand –

I'm not fucking around with you

Try to resist, I'll dismiss you

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

Get your hands

Up against the wall and spread them

Opposition, I'll just dead them

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

Understand –

I'm not fucking around with you

Try to resist, I'll dismiss you

Fuck you (Fuck you!)

Fuck you (Fuck you!)