Feds in Town

Lyrics
[Intro: Pimp C] Uh, yeah 1994 in yo' motherfuckin' face Yeah (Yeah) Uh, and now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds [Verse 1: Bun B] A bad day for the niggas in my clique I just got had a call from a bitch at the P.A.P.D. that's on my dick It seems the drug situation is so to' up in Po' town the fuckin' DEA had to show up I got shit sewed up so the 99 can't hassle me Now, they got the motherfuckin' feds to come and wrestle me And throw my game in a suplex They got my two best workers on secret indictments, now who's next? Word on the street is that they're rollin In Dynasties..I-ROCs…and Caravans and muthafuckas is FOLDIN Like paper stacks in a rubber band For an all out attack on your local crack slangin' brother man And fiend servin' is slow as fuck 'Cause my niggas are nervous And if they even kinda think they see five-o, they duck So now, instead of rollin thick, niggas is Cappin with a frown (Why?) 'Cause, the motherfuckin' feds in town [Hook: Pimp C] And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds [Verse 2: Bun B] Yo, the shit is silly, I put up my 9 milli for a switch-blade I don't need no shit with these bitch-made No more clownin' in this town bro No high-cappin' in the club, I got to play them on a down-low I took my thangs off my Buick and y'all know I ain't love that Rollin' on some white walls and hubcaps Huh, and even though I got long nails No more French manicures bitch, you gots to do your own nails I told my niggas to make sure that all their shit was tight Cause they're gonna be on y'all ass every day and night Tryin to run all kind of game, huh So, put y'all motherfuckin' cars and y'all cribs in y'all mamas name I took my jewelry to the pawn shop and sold it Brought the money to my baby's momma and I told her to hold it Cause Lil' Bun might not see Big Bun up in his face If I catch this fuckin' case when the feds in town [Hook: Pimp C] And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds [Verse 3: Bun B] God damn, it's been two motherfuckin' months since I took my Rolex from under my sleeve These hoes act like they ain't go never leave That shit is funky like a black skunk Fuck all this waitin' man, it's time to get this motherfucker back crunk I let them motherfuckers slack up, reorganize my clique Got two birds and opened my lab back up And told my boys, "If a nigga looks crazy, blasts his ass in his eye, don't give him a chance to identify" And show his badge, I'm sorry to inform that if your girl is pregnant, you ain't gon' live to see your child be born I'm blastin' laws at random, cause I believe it's time to hand them slugs to the dome, man goddamn 'em I'm sick of hiding like a bitch in the closet so y'all hoes can't find me Y'all better try to blind me And remind me bout the jail time Cause in my yard is a big ass I got Yayo sign It's time for Tony Montana stacks, huh I got niggas on the corner holdin' big ass coffee cans of crack Filling up Texas with that rock up So, if y'all thinkin' about checkin' my fool, come running with your Glock up Cause, I'ma blast my nine to my last clip, to my last slug Before you take me for my damn drugs So we can have an all night fight 'Cause bitch, I'm ready to die from my tight white When the feds in town [Hook: Pimp C & Bun B] And now they got me runnin' from the feds (Yeah) And now they got me runnin' from the feds (Them trill niggas in the motherfuckin' house) And now they got me runnin' from the feds (Movin' mo from the motherfuckin house) And now they got me runnin' from the feds (Huh, and you know it) And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds [Outro: Pimp C] Uh, drug squad (Hahaha) Drug squad Drug squad Drug squad And now they got me runnin' from the feds And now they got me runnin' from the feds
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Credits
- Writers
- Bun B
- Pimp C