Snoopin

[Verse 1] A wise man once told me Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah I replied man, I'd rather monopolize than philosophize I got some time to think, but I'd rather use it to monetize My videos on Vimeo dollars from every watchin eye A lot of times I slipped across the boundaries of that dotted line That seperates a clinic case and gettin' great shit Gor heaven's sake I hope it gotta smokin' section Or angels is catchin second hand I catch as much head as her little neck can stand In her head, I'm the shit up off her shit list But I'm just in that bitch bed, not her business Anyone that's ever seen me is a UFO witness Tendin' to my reefer plants pourin' super grow in 'em You fibbin' ho you ain't never been wit' no go getter You think glitter's gold, you I'm expecting you to gold dig me Reppin' my camp and wreckin' your plans Shot the sheriff and deputy, but let the messanger stand Do that make me less of a man [Hook] Watchin' oout for bloop bloops in the coop That my troops in No, don't mind us, it's jus' me and my camp snoopin' Don't let them blue suits catch me with my eyes droopin' They would lock me up for less They'll do the same to you too kid [Verse 2] Truly, I'm the type that never had a bully You ain't pokin' fun at a kid who carry a mail opener You don't wanna go down that path And have your trail soaked in blood Brotha spittin' sick as a loogie from a smokers lung Floatin' in that opium float blimp, causing atrocities Officers over loud speakers offering bargains Please, no plea bargain See, we could of just had an argument but my voice ain't bein heard So now I'm on the most wanted list Regardless of what they wanting this just gotta go down By the blacks I'm gettin jacked and by the whites I'm profiled And like a middle child I don't get the love I deserve So fuck who and what I might hurt as a result of my verbs I just do it and make your boo screw For a 90 BayB crewneck and some Nike shoes Made it through some screwed up shit I wasn't likely to Crew packed in my Malibu through the night We move snoopin through the narrow blocks of the city of crushed spirits Pain in my voice and truth in my words you must hear it You don't wanna see a brotha like me with any more power Guarantee I'll abuse it in the first 24 hours After the first 48 they'll probably have to gun me down Cause you don't wanna have a nigga like me runnin around