Jiggy Comin'-Shyheim

Hello? You have a collect call phone call In a New York state correctional facility Press five five to accept, or hang up to decline Whattup gangstas, how tha f**k ya'll feel We keeping it real, and hold on tight to your steel Let them caps peel, one by one And laugh while the nig run He shoulda been packin his gun, now he gone Cuz he got slipping like an old b**ch in the wet staircase shaft, now watch his man snitch to tha police, but them no worry me son I ain't trying to get back it'd be my third felony Pataki he want to see us, criminals fry in the electric chair, but my spirit will never die A true project ni**a, I won't hesitate to pull the BLAOW, peace to all busy niggaz One love y'all stay safe And f**k you, Officer Brown, peace to that ni**a Case Jiggy coming, f**k tha police y'all, cuz I ain't running Jiggy coming, f**k tha police y'all, cuz I ain't running Jiggy coming, f**k tha police y'all, cuz I ain't running Jiggy coming, f**k tha police y'all, cuz I ain't running Jiggy Comin' - Shyheim All ya'll police can suck my dick and Mayor Gulliani, that cracker boy full of sh*t I represent, for all my niggaz doing time And those who got beat up and killed by the swine Beo-tches, them porks, beotch Them think them bad, cuz they carry, glocks and badges And when I'm pimping in my green Acura They pull me over, like I stole it from some ni**a But all my paperwork is legit Registered insured in my name, so ya'll pigs can sh*t Police be cocking me like I'm some dime piece a G from the street so I can never turn beast Jiggy coming, f**k tha police y'all, cuz I ain't running Jiggy coming, f**k tha police y'all, cuz I ain't running Jiggy coming, f**k tha police y'all, cuz I ain't running Jiggy coming, f**k tha police There's crooked cops, that's why they get shot by tha minute If you were criminal and you ready to represent, kid blaow, that's how I like it, word is bond My hair ain't blonde my eyes ain't blue so now I'm dead boo It's on like this is war, all my brothers in the hood I gots fam that's constant understand I wish they would but it's all good, peace to my niggaz locked in jail Bushy Kam, Killa Kane, Fogey Foo, and Ale Down Low Wrecka and Junior be on storm Keep your headz up, and keep it real cuz you know I'm gonna And for my niggaz doing six months I see yo a** next summer, word up Jiggy coming, f**k tha police y'all, cuz I ain't running Jiggy coming, f**k tha police y'all, cuz I ain't running Jiggy coming, f**k tha police y'all, cuz I ain't running Jiggy coming, f**k tha police y'all, cuz I ain't running Jiggy coming, f**k tha police y'all, cuz I ain't running cuz I ain't running