[Intro]
"I'm minding my business officer; I'm minding my business
Please just leave me alone
I told you the last time please leave me alone"
(We want the officer who did the choke
As well as the officers that stood around)
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
(Ah shit) Now why the fuck did you call them cops?
(Ah shit) With your hands up you still getting shot
(Ah shit) Here they come now, they out on patrol
(Ah shit) They killed a few, they feeling to kill some more
[Verse 1: Young Buck]
Walked in here on that bullshit
I been turn't up all day bustin' shots
Ever since Mike Brown went down
My whole city like, "fuck a cop"
Run the red light, fuck a stop
Bust his head when you pump the Glock
Got my bread up, I run the block
I don't play around with you bombaclot
Bring it you to you if you really want this
My heart cold, I'll send you something hot
Blowing kush, but I'm staying focused
Cause niggas move when they think you not
That shit got my brother shot
Standing right in front of his mother's spot
But that got about ten of them popped
And last night another one of them dropped
We don't do no peace treaties
No backing down, no calling quits
Kidd Kidd tell these niggas how quick
Buck can get on my New Orleans shit
Like whodie, say bro, you must not know me
You want war? Okayyy
"I'm minding my business officer; I'm minding my business
Please just leave me alone
I told you the last time please leave me alone"
(We want the officer who did the choke
As well as the officers that stood around)
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
(Ah shit) Now why the fuck did you call them cops?
(Ah shit) With your hands up you still getting shot
(Ah shit) Here they come now, they out on patrol
(Ah shit) They killed a few, they feeling to kill some more
[Verse 1: Young Buck]
Walked in here on that bullshit
I been turn't up all day bustin' shots
Ever since Mike Brown went down
My whole city like, "fuck a cop"
Run the red light, fuck a stop
Bust his head when you pump the Glock
Got my bread up, I run the block
I don't play around with you bombaclot
Bring it you to you if you really want this
My heart cold, I'll send you something hot
Blowing kush, but I'm staying focused
Cause niggas move when they think you not
That shit got my brother shot
Standing right in front of his mother's spot
But that got about ten of them popped
And last night another one of them dropped
We don't do no peace treaties
No backing down, no calling quits
Kidd Kidd tell these niggas how quick
Buck can get on my New Orleans shit
Like whodie, say bro, you must not know me
You want war? Okayyy
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