When You Hear That - Beanie Sigel, Peedi Crakk, Ol' Dirty Bastard

When you hear that

That’s the sound of the police

Whoop, whoop, uh

Don’t get handcuffed by the beast

When you hear that

That means the cops is comin' nigga

You better get to runnin' nigga

It’s been a long time, I shouldn’t have left you

Without a rhyme about the nine and what the TEC do

The four-pound Llama, thirty-eight special

With AK shells through your Teflon vest too

Yeah Scrap, when the Bastard’s back out

The pastor’s back out, the casket’s passed out

The shit bags and the catheters passed out

Shoot up the crack house, smack workers pour all they

Cracks out, go to war, Mack never backed out

The MACs get backed out, the ARs get dust off

The Ks get bust off, the shaft and the stock get

Cut off, your cash and your block get cut off

And the SWAT and the ambulance rush off

My hand on my nuts like fuck ya’ll, my SP

Jeans drip, layin' on them S Dot green shits

Count the bucket like And 1, just run when the van come

When you hear that

That’s the sound of the police

Whoop, whoop, man, you better throw that piece

Toss the handgun, before the man come

When you hear that

That means the cops is comin' nigga

You better get to runnin' nigga

Toss the handgun, before the man come

Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu.

Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a

Nigga who put restraints on a nigga

Wu bandana, I smoke Diana

Fuck Joanna, she hot Louisiana

The Ol' is famous for ignoramous

I gets mine, not being boisterous

Americana, half Montana

Only gonna smoke the best marijuana

Diss the Grammys, on the panel

Change the channel, good smell flannel

You think shit is dandy, her pussy is candy

Forty-four Glock, keep it handy

I fucked Amanda, you talk propaganda

Only gettin' money, on the Miranda

I stay candid, government branded

Heavy handed, woman demanding

When you hear that

That’s the sound of the police

Whoop, whoop, man, you better throw that piece

Toss the handgun, before the man come

When you hear that

That means the cops is comin' nigga

You better get to runnin' nigga

Toss the handgun, before the man come

It’s not game of R. Kelly

Run up on twenty-six and seven, coke peli'

Open up and them in deli, spray whoever the sweaty

My felony, mix emotions when I walk in that building

That’s why I sip that purple potion that make choke up your seven

It’s Peed Crakk don’t act as if you don’t notice

Make me call that boy Mack, Bean Sig' flip you over

Respect mine, them TEC-9s ain’t my thing

I defeat the purpose of Teflon with one ring

Make the place, vacate, I can’t wait

For you to come out your face, so I could come off the waist

Hey, it’s Peedi, Peedi, when you see me, take it easy

My uncle be named Reesy, his luger be named Squeezy

Make you get low without M-Eazy

My murder just might please you, you know them niggas my people’s

And every time you see me do my thing

They tell me, Peedi, Peedi, crush easy, the Mac gon' ring

When you hear that

That’s the sound of the police

Whoop, whoop, man, you better throw that piece

Toss the handgun, before the man come

When you hear that

That means the cops is comin' nigga

You better get to runnin' nigga

Toss the handgun, before the man come

When you hear that!

Yeah, this that shit straight out of jail, muthafuckas

YouknowhatI’msayin, you know how we get down, nigga

This that real shit, muthafucka, 2003 shit muthafucka

YouknowhatI’msayin, Dirt McGirt, muthafucka

Dirt McGirt, muthafucka, Beanie Sigel, muthafucka

Beanie Sigel, nigga, better get down and lay down

State Property!