TFR Natu - Cop Killers

Nooooo
Yea yea yea yea yea
I won’t let no cops kill us
I won’t let no cops kill us (yeah)
Mmm ye-e-eah I praise em cop killers
I said cop killers
Noooo I won’t let no cops kill us
Yea yea yea I praise em cop killers
Said free dem cop killers
I praise em cop killers
Ye-e-e-eah
Brodie left the crib and that nigga had his bape on
Black man scared that he might end up like Trayvon
And the whites don’t care they just tell that nigga stay strong
And the feds kill niggas they don’t even got they tape on
Type of shit that make him really wanna lay low
He got feds on his head need a halo
And the feds kill his kind like it’s really on they payroll
More blacks, more niggas, more pesos
More blacks, more niggas, more paper
Ran in they crib, they done killed Breonna Taylor
They done killed Ahmaud while he went on a jog
Type of shit that make him scared while he praying to god
And they done killed Floyd cause his $20 was fraud
And I find it bizarre cause all my niggas do fraud
I seen a cop kill a nigga get a round of applause
Without no probable cause
That shit is weird when you black it’s like you breaking the law
But everybody bleed the same everybody got flaws
And just because you wear a badge that don’t make you a boss
And my Brodie did the dash cause he can’t take a loss
Said if you take one of mine then it come with a cost
It’s gonn come come wit a cost because I need the gang
How I let feds kill my niggas if we bleed the same
How I let feds kill my niggas if we bleed the same no-o-o
Brodie left the crib and that nigga had his bape on
Black man scared that he might end up like Trayvon
And the whites don’t care they just tell that nigga stay strong
And the feds kill niggas they don’t even got they tape on
Type of shit that make him really wanna lay low
He got feds on his head need a halo
And the feds kill his kind like it’s really on they payroll
More blacks, more niggas, more pesos
More blacks, more niggas, more pesos
If they ever try to lock him he won’t let go
Stand his ground like Rosa parks on the metro
Since a youngin he done got it from the get go yea yea
Since a youngin, he done got it from the get go
Yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea
Brodie left the crib and that nigga had his bape on
Black man scared that he might end up like Trayvon
And the whites don’t care they just tell that nigga stay strong
And the feds kill niggas they don’t even got they tape on
Type of shit that make him really wanna lay low
He got feds on his head need a halo
And the feds kill his kind like it’s really on they payroll
More blacks, more niggas, more pesos
Yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea
I won’t let no cops kill us
I praise em cop killers
Said free em cop killers
Ye-e-e-e-eah

Written by:
Natu Fessehaye

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