Текст песни: Tru - Fedz
featuring Master P Mia X
(C Murder)
ha ha What they say Mia
(Sillk)
Drug Dealers
(C Murder)
Talkin` bout No Limit sellin` dope they got ki`s all over tha country
CIA Fedz tap our phone harrassin` us
(Sillk)
Fuckin` wit us
(C Murder)
Know what I`m sayin` but guess what
Chorus:
(Mia X)
If them fedz only knew that you were tha one sellin` all tha dope
What would they do If them fedz only knew that you were tha one
Holdin` all them ki`s, they would probably kick, in your door
They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should
Be glad, that they don`t know, cuz now you don`t have to worry
Verse I
(C-Murder)
I`m talkin` to them F-E-Dz, police harrassin` me, but let me tell you
Patna, you`ll neva catch me, see I`m under some business, and you to
Tap my phone, but I`m not Mike, why don`t you leave me alone, and stay
Away from my residence, lookin` for evidence, you act like a brotha
Tryin` to kill a fuckin` president, neva find shit my games tight like a
Bull, tank of gas, my bank account`s full, word on street, C-Murder
Sellin` ki`s from oversea`s, what you want it, nigga please,
You plottin` on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga
Went from rags to riches, slammin` cadillac door`s, it used to be a
Regal, stop lookin` for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,
Only knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see
I got mo` clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door
And put me face down on tha muthafuckin` flo` and take me to jail,
But I`m out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don`t play
P-A tryin` to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha
Mafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk
Muthafuckas Be watchin`, fuck ya`ll
Chorus:
(Mia X)
If them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you
What would they do
If them fedz could only see, how you be gettin` ki`s from overseas
They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you
And steal all your dope
So you should be glad, that they don`t know, cuz now you don`t have
To worry
Verse II
(Master P)
Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police
Just tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task
Task got my phone tapped, niggas went to Florida, homie got kidnapped
Now tha game is crazy sometimes it`s hectic, make me wanna jump in tha
Benz, and ride up to Texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,
It`s 1997, I`m tryin` to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,
Flip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,
Plushed out Lexus, niggas playin` taxes, match it wit tha Ferrari,
But tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry
Bitches, tha Dayton Family said FBI, we call em` robocop snitches,
Got me stressin` to keep my nerves calm, and I`m livin` in this game
Like Al Capone
Chorus:
(Mia X)
If them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,
What would they do
If them fedz could only see, that you got CPAs watchin` all your cheese
They would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you
And steal all your dope, So you should be glad that they don`t know
Cuz now you don`t have to worry
Verse III
(Sillk)
Now what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,
Hold up, so I`m colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop
Top Lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha Tek,
See I leave em` twisted like a Twizzler, my house have mo` steakout`s
Than Sizzler, but they don`t understand man I keep em` puzzled like tha
Riddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they`ll neva
Catch me in tha Lexus, I use mo` rental cars than hearse, they don`t
Understand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of
State, in Jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,
Nigga what, now I`ma get away in Louisiana, that`s why I stay more
Untouchable than tha air ya`ll, they had me tapped that`s why mobile
Phone, come on it`s time to go airborne, to them ATFs and them FEDz
Ya`ll understand I stay one step ahead, if ya`ll only knew
Chorus:
(Mia X)
They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you
And steal all your dope
So you should be glad, that they don`t know, cuz now you don`t have to
Worry, or do you
If them FEDz only knew,
If them FEDz only knew
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featuring Master P Mia X
(C Murder)
ha ha What they say Mia
(Sillk)
Drug Dealers
(C Murder)
Talkin` bout No Limit sellin` dope they got ki`s all over tha country
CIA Fedz tap our phone harrassin` us
(Sillk)
Fuckin` wit us
(C Murder)
Know what I`m sayin` but guess what
Chorus:
(Mia X)
If them fedz only knew that you were tha one sellin` all tha dope
What would they do If them fedz only knew that you were tha one
Holdin` all them ki`s, they would probably kick, in your door
They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should
Be glad, that they don`t know, cuz now you don`t have to worry
Verse I
(C-Murder)
I`m talkin` to them F-E-Dz, police harrassin` me, but let me tell you
Patna, you`ll neva catch me, see I`m under some business, and you to
Tap my phone, but I`m not Mike, why don`t you leave me alone, and stay
Away from my residence, lookin` for evidence, you act like a brotha
Tryin` to kill a fuckin` president, neva find shit my games tight like a
Bull, tank of gas, my bank account`s full, word on street, C-Murder
Sellin` ki`s from oversea`s, what you want it, nigga please,
You plottin` on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga
Went from rags to riches, slammin` cadillac door`s, it used to be a
Regal, stop lookin` for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz,
Only knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see
I got mo` clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door
And put me face down on tha muthafuckin` flo` and take me to jail,
But I`m out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don`t play
P-A tryin` to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha
Mafia and rino, every step I take, every move I make, you punk
Muthafuckas Be watchin`, fuck ya`ll
Chorus:
(Mia X)
If them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you
What would they do
If them fedz could only see, how you be gettin` ki`s from overseas
They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you
And steal all your dope
So you should be glad, that they don`t know, cuz now you don`t have
To worry
Verse II
(Master P)
Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police
Just tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task
Task got my phone tapped, niggas went to Florida, homie got kidnapped
Now tha game is crazy sometimes it`s hectic, make me wanna jump in tha
Benz, and ride up to Texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country,
It`s 1997, I`m tryin` to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings,
Flip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children,
Plushed out Lexus, niggas playin` taxes, match it wit tha Ferrari,
But tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry
Bitches, tha Dayton Family said FBI, we call em` robocop snitches,
Got me stressin` to keep my nerves calm, and I`m livin` in this game
Like Al Capone
Chorus:
(Mia X)
If them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to,
What would they do
If them fedz could only see, that you got CPAs watchin` all your cheese
They would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you
And steal all your dope, So you should be glad that they don`t know
Cuz now you don`t have to worry
Verse III
(Sillk)
Now what if tha fedz only know, see that I was a southside soldier,
Hold up, so I`m colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop
Top Lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then I rolls wit tha Tek,
See I leave em` twisted like a Twizzler, my house have mo` steakout`s
Than Sizzler, but they don`t understand man I keep em` puzzled like tha
Riddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they`ll neva
Catch me in tha Lexus, I use mo` rental cars than hearse, they don`t
Understand how they had me, but I still got away, license plate out of
State, in Jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner,
Nigga what, now I`ma get away in Louisiana, that`s why I stay more
Untouchable than tha air ya`ll, they had me tapped that`s why mobile
Phone, come on it`s time to go airborne, to them ATFs and them FEDz
Ya`ll understand I stay one step ahead, if ya`ll only knew
Chorus:
(Mia X)
They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you
And steal all your dope
So you should be glad, that they don`t know, cuz now you don`t have to
Worry, or do you
If them FEDz only knew,
If them FEDz only knew
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