[Intro: Young Buck & DJ Paul]
Ayo Paul what up n***a?
Buck, what/s goin' on, baby?
Ayo n***a you know, you been knowin' a n***a since he was knee-high, ya know I'm sayin'
It's like, I'm down here in Ca$hville, I got this motherfucker off the chain, ya know I'm sayin', we trappin' heavy, I'm 'bout to run this muhfucka hot
I'm comin' up to the M-Town to fuck wit'chu homie
I got you n***a, from Cashville to M-Town, bitch

[Chorus: Young Buck & DJ Paul]
They'll neva take me alive, I ain't goin' back to jail (Ayy)
The money lookin' good I got dope to sell (Heyyy)
Fuck the police, n***a (Yea), fuck the police (Them n***as love to hate) (Come on)
Fuck the police, n***a (Yea), fuck the police (Them n***as love to hate) (Yeahhhhhhhh!)
You can't catch me, you can't hold me (What)
You can't find me, 'cause you don't know me (Let's goooo!)
Fuck the police, n***a (Yea), fuck the police (Them n***as love to hate) (Hey)
Fuck the police, n***a (Yea), fuck the police (Them n***as love to hate) (Yeahhhhhhhh!)

[Verse 1]
First I'ma get a key (Yea), here I go, rememba me? (Hey)
I took it from my enemy, left him in his Bentley seat (What)
Never should have let me go (Nah), I don' got my mind right
And even though I'm on parole, somebody gon' die tonight
Cutlass got the dark tints (Come on)
Fuck it we gon' park then
See who sittin' on 26's then we gon' rob them
Holla at a couple bitches (Heyy)
Know who we are man?
Some real n***as, I'm a ghetto superstar, man
Now set it off (Yea), break 'em off, fuck some handcuffs
Stand up (Yea), and what, n***a man up
Walk out the courtroom feelin' like O.J (Come on)
I got my knife in the club if you wanna play
[Chorus: Young Buck & DJ Paul]
They'll neva take me alive, I ain't goin' back to jail (Ayy)
The money lookin' good I got dope to sell (Heyyy)
Fuck the police, n***a (Yea), fuck the police (Them n***as love to hate) (Come on)
Fuck the police, n***a (Yea), fuck the police (Them n***as love to hate) (Yeahhhhhhhh!)
You can't catch me, you can't hold me (What)
You can't find me, 'cause you don't know me (Let's goooo!)
Fuck the police, n***a (Yea), fuck the police (Them n***as love to hate) (Hey)
Fuck the police, n***a (Yea), fuck the police (Them n***as love to hate) (Yeahhhhhhhh!)

[Verse 2]
Will you step out of the car sir? Why you pull me over?
Looked him in his eye then took his head off his shoulders (Yeahhhhh!)
Cocaine dreams, I can see me runnin' the team (Come on)
Some butt-naked bitches packin' grams of that green (Heyyyy!)
Bustin' at patrol cars from the project roof-tops
Gotta keep 'em outta here so that we can move the rock (Okay)
Mafia, militant like a black panther
I'm like a young Huey Newton in a black Phantom
Yo we shootin (Yo we shootin')
And recruitin' (And recruitin')
Startin' riots (Startin' riots)
That's how we do it (That's how we do it)
And I'm not turnin' myself in so stop askin' (Nah)
We hop out blastin', and walk out laughin', yea (Ha ha haaa)
[Chorus: Young Buck & DJ Paul]
They'll neva take me alive, I ain't goin' back to jail (Ayy)
The money lookin' good I got dope to sell (Heyyy)
Fuck the police, n***a (Yea), fuck the police (Them n***as love to hate) (Come on)
Fuck the police, n***a (Yea), fuck the police (Them n***as love to hate) (Yeahhhhhhhh!)
You can't catch me, you can't hold me (What)
You can't find me, 'cause you don't know me (Let's goooo!)
Fuck the police, n***a (Yea), fuck the police (Them n***as love to hate) (Hey)
Fuck the police, n***a (Yea), fuck the police (Them n***as love to hate) (Yeahhhhhhhh!)

[Bridge]
What's up all my real n***as and real bitches
It feels good to be in ya'll city tonight!
Now
I need everybody
To put they trigger fingers in the air!
And repeat after me!
Let's go!
Got a gun, bitch I got a gun too (Come on)
Got a gun, bitch I got a gun too (Come on)
Got a gun, bitch I got a gun too (Yeahhhhhhhh!)

[Chorus: Young Buck & DJ Paul]
They'll neva take me alive, I ain't goin' back to jail (Ayy)
The money lookin' good I got dope to sell (Heyyy)
Fuck the police, n***a (Yea), fuck the police (Them n***as love to hate) (Come on)
Fuck the police, n***a (Yea), fuck the police (Them n***as love to hate) (Yeahhhhhhhh!)
You can't catch me, you can't hold me (What)
You can't find me, 'cause you don't know me (Let's goooo!)
Fuck the police, n***a (Yea), fuck the police (Them n***as love to hate) (Hey)
Fuck the police, n***a (Yea), fuck the police (Them n***as love to hate) (Yeahhhhhhhh!)
[Outro]
Yea
Ayo man
I just felt like
I need to let the world know
Ya know, fuck L.A.P.D. man
Fuck N.Y.P.D. man
Ya know I mean
Matter of fact
Fuck, fuck them country ass police in Ca$hville, n***a, yea
And-and, you-you can try to pull a n***a over and all that
But I tell my n***as, n***a we shoot back!
YEEEAAA!!!
So you know, when you see me, swangin', n***a
Handlin' my business, mindin' my own business
Stay the fuck out my way n***a!
Ha haaa
Ca$hville Records n***a!
We get money though!
Fuck the police!
Yeahhh!
They'll never take me alive!