Jiggy Comin

Lyrics

[Intro] *phone rings twice* Hello? You have a collect call phone call In a New York state correctional facility Press five-five to accept, or hang up to decline [Verse 1] Whattup gangstas, how tha fuck ya'll feel We keepin it real, and hold on tight to your steel Let them caps peel, one by one And laugh while the nig run He shoulda been packin his gun, now he gone Cuz he got slippin like an old bitch In the wet staircase shaft, now watch his man snitch To tha police, but them no worry me son I ain't trying to get back it'd be my third felony Pataki he want to see us, criminals fry In the electric chair, but my spirit will never die A true project nigga, I won't hesitate To pull the blaow, peace to all busy niggas One love y'all stay safe And fuck you Officer Brown, peace to that nigga Case [Chorus] Woop-woop Jiggy comin', fuck the police, y'all, 'cause I ain't runnin' Woop-woop Jiggy comin', fuck the police, y'all, 'cause I ain't runnin' Woop-woop Jiggy comin', fuck the police, y'all, 'cause I ain't runnin' Woop-woop Jiggy comin', fuck the police, y'all, 'cause I ain't runnin' [Verse 2] All ya'll police can suck my dick And Mayor Guliani, that cracker boy full of shit I represent, for all my niggas doin' time And those who got beat up and killed by the swine Beo-tches, them porks, beotch Them think them bad 'cause they carry Glocks and badges And when I'm pimpin' in my green Acura They pull me over like I stole it from some nigga But all my paperwork is legit Registered, insured, in my name, so y'all pigs can shit Police be cockin' me like I'm some dime piece A G from the street, so I can never turn beast [Chorus] Woop-woop Jiggy comin', fuck the police, y'all, 'cause I ain't runnin' Woop-woop Jiggy comin', fuck the police, y'all, 'cause I ain't runnin' Woop-woop Jiggy comin', fuck the police, y'all, 'cause I ain't runnin' Woop-woop Jiggy comin', fuck the police, y'all, 'cause I ain't runnin' [Verse 3] There's crooked cops, that's why they get shot by the minute If you were criminal and you ready to represent, kid Blaow, that's how I like it, word is bond My hair ain't blonde, my eyes ain't blue, so now I'm dead, boo It's on like this is war, all my brothers in the hood I gots fam that's constant understand I wish they would But it's all good, peace to my niggas locked in jail Bushy Kam, Killa Kane, Fogey Foo, and Ale Down Low Wrecka and Junior be on storm Keep your heads up, and keep it real 'cause you know I'm gonna And for my niggas doin six months I see your ass next summer, word up [Chorus] Woop-woop Jiggy comin', fuck the police, y'all, 'cause I ain't runnin' Woop-woop Jiggy comin', fuck the police, y'all, 'cause I ain't runnin' Woop-woop Jiggy comin', fuck the police, y'all, 'cause I ain't runnin' Woop-woop Jiggy comin', fuck the police, y'all, 'cause I ain't runnin' [Outro] 'Cause I ain't runnin' Rest in peace To all them niggas that got murdered by the police