Hip Hop Police

[Hook] 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 murder! (Murder, murder) Ahhh, it's murder! (Murder, murder) Yeahh it's murder! (Murder, murder) Somebody tell em it's murder Murder was the case - and they blamed me [Verse 1: Chamillionaire] Officer I didn't do it, you can't blame me for this Could you please loosen up the handcuffs on my wrists? You can call me what you wanna man but I ain't a snitch No cooperation is exactly what you will get 'Til I talk til my lawyer, you get no reply You've obviously been watching too much CSI I'm not a crash dummy so don't even try To talk your dirty trash to me, no BFI If you are not guilty of anything, then why did you run? Cause you the police! And plus I saw you cocking your gun And the chamber wasn't empty, it was obviously one If you think I'm believing that one then you're obviously dumb I know that you heard the sirens, you dived in To the vehicle you was driving and riding in Instead you shouldn't be whining, but abiding By the law, naw, it's obvious that you're lying [Hook] [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 could've sworn that 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'mma Bond like James, bet I be out here quick man You ain't getting out of here, you must think that you're slick In the car we confiscated the chronic and the clips 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 [Hook] [Verse 3: Chamillionaire] Now you can see you're screwed as the evidence pours in The witness said the crime was at three 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 [Verse 3: Slick Rick] A big celebrity, a case we long for You a pirate - why you got that eyepatch on for? Funny Putting people in a hearse what I heard for Where were you the night of April 21st son? Home I think you got your facts wrong, gat's onYou, Chamillionaire, robbed, shot a couple cats on Melview What? We gonna have to jail you too In the lineup, don't speak until we tell you to This the person who jimmied your lock, sir? Well it's dark, kinda look like him, I'm not sure Failure to nail cause assailant's another (uh-huh) Believe I see an unmarked tailing a brother Hit the bodega, not no more game This chick used to be nice acting all strange Like she was gonna get it, pathetic Assailant caught, now they all apologetic [Hook]