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(Master P)

Who dat call the police

Yo ma called the police

I got
five on the lips 

But I ain't payin for the ass

You just got yo hair
fixed 

So can you pump a nigga gas

Now when you ridin in my truck can
you pick a nigga dick

I got a boonapolist so can you be my
trick

C-Murder called you hoes like some fuckin crash dummies

It ain't
love when the motherfucking sex cost money

I ain't dissin you hoes

I
just don't love you hoes 

In yo raggedy ass Girbauds

When you swangin
on them poles

Now if you trippin then you know you livin trife

And if
you dippin I can't put you in my life

Cause all hoes suck dick 

Let me
tell you dog hoes you fuckin with

See i don't play no games and i don't
sweat no hoes

(But you Master P) Well bitch take off your clothes

Talk
that shit now roll with it

Ya warefare check hoe go get
it



(chorus) 

(P) Check dem hoes

(Traci) Check dem
niggas(4x)



(Traci)

Check dem hoes nigga is you crazy

You can
stunt all you want but that shit don't phase me

(?) in front yo boys like
you made me nigga

I hold my own ????????

Reppin like you gon
shine

Nigga you is a waste of time

Gettin that ho to step to me

I
gets down for mine

Me and my girls we don't play no games

Fuck you
lames

When you walkin on side of me 

I'm bringin you pain

You can
talk that shit about suck yo dick 

Get a grip

Broke bitch you ain't the
shit

You know who you fuckin wit

Drop a baby for you 

Nigga you must
be sick

Got no time for the lies all niggas is
tricks



(chorus)



(P) Who dat call the police

Yo ma called
the police

(Traci) Who dat call the police 

Yo pa call the
police

(P) Dem hoes call the police

(Traci) Dem niggas call the
police

(P) Check dem hoes

(Traci) Check dem niggas

(P) Talk that
shit now roll wit it

Yo warefare check ho go get it



(911 operator,
did someone dial 911?)