Ahh Sh!t - G-Unit

I’m minding my business officer;

I’m minding my business

Please just leave me alone

I told you the last time, please leave me alone

(Ahhh shit)

Now why the fuck did you call them cops?

(Ahhh shit)

With your hands up you still getting shot

(Ahhh shit)

Here they come now;

they out on patrol

(Ahhh shit)

They killed a few;

they finna kill some more

Walked in here on that bullshit;

I been turnt up all day bustin' shots

Ever since Mike Brown went down, my whole city like «fuck a cop»

Run the red light;

fuck the stop

Bust his head when you pump the Glock

Got my bread up;

I run the block

I don’t play around with you bombaclots

Bring it you to you if you really want this

My heart cold;

I’ll send you somethin' hot

Blowing kush, but I’m stayin' focused

Cause niggas move when they think you not

That shit got my brother shot

Standin' right in front of his mother’s spot

But that got about ten of them popped

And last night another one of them dropped

We don’t do no peace treaties, no backing down, no calling quits

Kidd Kidd tell these niggas how quick Buck can get on my New Orleans shit

Like, what this?

Say, bro, you must not know me You want war?

Okay

(Ahhh shit)

Now why the fuck did you call them cops?

(Ahhh shit)

With your hands up you still getting shot

(Ahhh shit)

Here they come now, they out on patrol

(Ahhh shit)

They killed a few, they finna kill some more

(Ahhh shit)

Man, who the fuck done dialed 9−1-1?

(Ahhh shit)

Now who the fuck done dialed 9−1-1?

(Ahhh shit)

See the lights flashing, now here they come

(Ahhh shit)

Now who the fuck done dialed 9−1-1?

Let’s stomp ‘em out with both feet

They gon' patch him up like a slow leak

Rest in Peace to Ezell middle finger to the police

Fuck y’all with no grease, no justice, no peace

They did Mike wrong like Cochise ain’t nobody getting no sleep

Now they sayin' we ignant, Buck is you rolling with me?

My hoodie on like Trayvon, I’mma give Zimmerman the business

Where I go my niggas follow, hollow points thrown like a spiral

It’s go time, show time, get clapped like the Apollo

I’m trapped out like fuck y’all, I’ll abide by this gun law

Unless you gon' do me like Eric Gardner

If you catch me smokin' on my cigar

Put my hands up and you pull your pistol

Just because I’m a hood nigga

This full clip gon' full flip you

(Ahhh shit)

Now why the fuck did you call them cops?

(Ahhh shit)

With your hands up you still getting shot

(Ahhh shit)

Here they come now, they out on patrol

(Ahhh shit)

They killed a few, they finna kill some more

(Ahhh shit)

Man, who the fuck done dialed 9−1-1?

(Ahhh shit)

Now who the fuck done dialed 9−1-1?

(Ahhh shit)

See the lights flashing, now here they come

(Ahhh shit)

Now who the fuck done dialed 9−1-1?

(I can’t breathe x4)

Once again, police beating up on people.

All he did was break up a fight and

this is what happens for breaking up a fight

(This is a disgrace, there’s a test in this city and we intend to keep the

pressure off)

(Let's continue to show this nation who we are, continue to show this country

who we are…)