Ortiva

(Yeah, yeah)
From the street to the street
Low profile
Oney1

Steeped in anti-cop
Death to the federation
(Snitch, snitch)
(Yeah, yeah)

In my neighborhood, we're all anti-cop
We throw stones at the patrol
If they stop you, they smoke your weed
If you get robbed on the corner, they don't listen

You damn snitch, you're so resentful
Don't come into the hood, they'll shoot you
When they're fake, they look for someone to cut
If they don't find that drug, they're really upset

If they're big drug users, cops on drugs
Before being a cop, I'll find another job
They want to bring me down, but I'm a warrior
From the street to the poor to the cardboard collectors

Girl, I don't want you, your dad is a big shot cop
The other day he stopped me and took some grams from me
I don't care about drugs, I give it to him
Since he's a fat cat who's broke

Girl, I don't want you, your dad is a big shot cop
The other day he stopped me and took some grams from me
I don't care about drugs, I give it to him
Since he's a fat cat who's broke

The damn cop harasses me in the neighborhood
While he was collecting his money from the neighborhood dealer
I thought it was just one, I found out there are several
Who brings more drugs to the stupid cop

I don't know if I prefer to run into a cop or a thief
To have my wallet stolen or my joint taken
To see the one in uniform or the one with the cap
One steals out of necessity, the other out of being a jerk

I don't want what's yours, they want what's mine
They want to take my stash, get me into trouble
Take me to the cell and make me freeze
What's my fault that you're resentful

I'll never be a cop in my life
From the street to the street
Snitch, for dressing like a hood, I ended up at the police station
You're bitter about life

I'll never be a cop in my life
From the street to the street
Snitch, for dressing like a hood, I ended up at the police station
You're bitter about life