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(feat. Jae Millz & Gudda Gudda) [Chorus:] Where my str8 jacket at... I'm a psycho Where dat white blo, y dey copy my flow If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o We don't t-t-talk, talk 2 five-o Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go we don't talk to five-o [Jae Millz:] Mister officer, mister officer I'm sry I don't wanna take a waaalk with ya Matta fact, I ain't trynna talk 2 ya We ain't got no business, so wat we taaalkn fa It ain't no need to bring me in 4 no interigation Cause about dat boi who jus got shot, I gots no information Dese broke ass snitch niggas styll grame shavn {? } @ da pricent writin statements on which your house is da station {DAMN} Not I, tattle tellin is for homos Besides, dats da #1 young money no no Police, we don't chat with dem We ain't got no wrap for dem SongtexteU in da cop car point niggas out from da back of dem {DERE HE GO} Bac seat informer, your papi shoulda warned ya U even tell PoPo I'm black, & yous a fucn goner Yea u get high, but I get higher Manyana, I jjus mite go 2 da half way house and ask your Aus Songtexte Mania