[Intro]

Popo's, popo's, popo's, popo's

[Chorus: E-40, Michael Marshall]

Ooh, you didn't know

That van across the street, that's the (The popo's)

Them clicking noises on your phone, them them (The popo's)

Partner you copping from, he the (The punk police)

(You didn't know)

That car trailing you home, that's the (The popo's)

That broad you foolin' with, she the (The popo's)

Patna that robbed your ass, that's the (The punk police)

(You didn't know)

[Verse 1: E-40]

Don't know [?] greezy

We money hungry and greedy

We want what we see on TV

Don't nobody wanna be me, done had it up to that

I'm about to take me a [?] recock and empty the clip

I'm pretty good with my chrome, I got my soil on lock

Somebody best put me on [?] gon take off a top

My partner on methadone, he tryna get off of hop

My mama ain't ever home, she gon' off them hubba rocks

[?] the block, get my money and have my change

[?] candy always [?]

Don't ever mention no names

I'm praying I don't get shot with them automatic machines

Tryna buy me a Wingstop, a burger at Dairy Queen

[Chorus: E-40, Michael Marshall]

Ooh, you didn't know

That van across the street, that's the (The popo's)

Them clicking noises on your phone, them them (The popo's)

Partner you copping from, he the (The punk police)

(You didn't know)

That car trailing you home, that's the (The popo's)

That broad you foolin' with, she the (The popo's)

Patna that robbed your ass, that's the (The punk police)

(You didn't know)

[Verse 2: Turf Talk]

I see em takin' their bitches, indictments itchin' to get us

Keep movin', can't get caught in it, the victim he tryna get it

Like it, love it, then live it, money's my only bidness

[?] to keep them off me

The [?] learn how to cook up the blow

Now I'm sweatin' over the stove, stress on it a couple times

But its price is still gon be high but you get it for hella cheap

If you from the same block as me, addicted the first day

That the [?] showed me the ropes

And I learned how to measure grams

I knew I would never be broke, at them times when it get real rough

I just double up on my product, backin' up every [?]

I'm tryna take every dolla, tuck it, dump it up

[Chorus: E-40, Michael Marshall]

Ooh, you didn't know

That van across the street, that's the (The popo's)

Them clicking noises on your phone, them them (The popo's)

Partner you copping from, he the (The punk police)

(You didn't know)

That car trailing you home, that's the (The popo's)

That broad you foolin' with, she the (The popo's)

Patna that robbed your ass, that's the (The punk police)

(You didn't know)

[Verse 3: Turf Talk]

By the time that they run these plates, they gon know that they gotta race

I can get it past the po-po if that dog don't give me a white

I've been starving for so long, I gotta get on my feet

For some 24 hour shipping, the seven days of the week

First I gotta get me a whip, get load that extra money

For another 24 ship, buy some fly jewelry

I was raised in a church, shoulda been in a choir

Do all of my dirt solo, don't know if he's real wise

If I'm caught with this brick, I'm calling my lawyer, bitch

No time to talk bout it, bitch, he got me out of some shit

We used to buy it cheap and sellin' it hella high

There come the black and white car...

[Chorus: E-40, Michael Marshall]

Ooh, you didn't know

That van across the street, that's the (The popo's)

Them clicking noises on your phone, them them (The popo's)

Partner you copping from, he the (The punk police)

(You didn't know)

That car trailing you home, that's the (The popo's)

That broad you foolin' with, she the (The popo's)

Patna that robbed your ass, that's the (The punk police)

(You didn't know)

[Outro]

Popo's, popo's, popo's, popo's

You didn't-

Popo's, popo's