Chamillionaire - Hip Hop Police Lyrics

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[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire:]

Stop lying to me boy it'd be best you confess

I can smell the BS on the scent of your breath

Saw the meth while I was inspecting your deck

Saw that you was ridin dirty when I looked at the rest

Who is this guy Busta? Who is this guy Snoop?

Who is his other friend who's wearing the sky blue?

Look at this pic here he standing beside you

Tell me his name now I heard he was piru

Confiscated the CD's at one of your homes

For evidence ever since we heard some of your songs

What about this Pimp guy he was on one of your songs

I coulda sworn he said he had a pocket full of stones

Am I wrong? Hell yeah I don't know who that is

I don't know no Pimp C all I know is I'm rich

And I'ma ball like James bet I be out here quick

Man You ain't getting out of here you

Must think that your slick

In the car we confiscated The Chronic and The Clipse

Diary that you had and all your Blueprints

On the Death Row booklet we found your two prints

Your thumb and your index the judge will love this)

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[Chorus:]

With so much drama in the industry

Hip Hop Police are listening

Be careful or you'll be history

Looks like another unsolved mystery

It's murda (It's a bloody murder)

Ah it's murda (It's a bloody murder)

Yeah it's murda (It's a bloody murder)

Somebody tell 'em it's murda

Murder was the case and they blamed me

[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire/Slick Rick:]

And you can see your screwed as the evidence pours in

The witness to the crime was at 3 in the morning

Gave us a description so we picked up your boy and

You'll get a lighter sentence if

You put the crime on him

A big celebrity a case we long for

You a pirate Why you got that eyepatch on for?

Funny Puttin people in a hurse what I heard for

Where were you the night of April 21st son?

Home I think that you got your

Facts wrong gats on you

Chamillionaire Rob shot Couple cats on Melview

What? We gonna have to jail you too

In the line-up don't speak until we tell you to

This the person who jimmied your lock sir?

Well he's dark Kinda looked like him I'm not sure

Fail into nail cause a cell it's another?

Leave I see an unmarked tail in the glover?

Hit the Bodega not no more game

This chick used to be all nice acting all strange

Like she was gonna get it pathetic

I sell in court now they all apologetic

[Chorus:]

With so much drama in the industry

Hip Hop Police are listening

Be careful or you'll be history

Looks like another unsolved mystery

It's murda murda murda

Ah it's murda murda murda

Yeah it's murda murda murda

Somebody tell em it's murda

Murder was the case and they blamed me

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