Administrative Leave K-Rino (Ft. Ganksta NIP)

[Verse 1: Ganksta NIP]
Now one little, two little, three crooked cops
Four little, five little, six got shot
Seven little, eight put nine in a box
Two shots a piece now that's eighteen mops
Time to clean my floors with some Mop & Glo
Got the homies from the streets and we shot some more
When the war pops off better shoot that burner
You can call me Brother Nip or you can say Nip Turner
Either one it doesn't matter cause they both some killers
Gangsta Nip came through and bought us both some pillars
Two crooked cops heads homie they inside
If you scared of the war homie stay inside
Hey, duck around the corner better hide your face
If you sprinkle some sugar it'll hide the taste
Administrative leaves, sometimes they have perks
Six months of pay for only one days work

[Chorus: K-Rino]
They got a license to murder us
I hear 'em trying to explain it but not one word I trust
You get to go home to your family you wicked coward
We gotta go to the graveyard to visit ours
You finally popped you one
To you that seems to be funny
Your reward was a vacation with some free money
And in they mind they agree they can shoot any nigga they see
Cause they know that all that's coming is administrative leave