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Devil Try To Do Me Lyrics by Chunk

Break ’Em Off A Chunk

1993

[Verse 1]
Late night, rollin' down Newbridge
Headed towards the vac with a fat sack of dank and a few chems
Had to get em off cuz I need some more bone white
Spotted two rubes in a flipped out five
Point o, caught me smokin' on a stog' a indo
A couple a tight blue-suitin' badge-wearin' assholes
Lookin' through my motheruckin' rear
View mirror as I lash fast out severe
Street, stopped right in front of my homie's house
And sure enough they parked right down the street, cut they lights off
They must be some undercovers, man I'd love to
Pour a glass of acid down their throats and watch their blood pump
But that would be some other shit for them gray fools
Tools that I use make dunk and get your blood, fools
Jumped in the car, but the pace was kinda slow
Just as I thought, them devils cut the car back on
So I lashed out on the Harley bird, walked in front of the house
Ran in, grabbed a nine, then I ran back out
They drove down the street, but they kept on ridin', G
Them mark-ass devils tried to do me

[Hook]
Them popos comin' straight for the murda one
And I ain't takin' no shit from the dirty devils
Them popos comin' straight for the murda one
There's no respect to the motherfuckin' popo
Them popos comin' straight for the murda one
And I ain't takin' no shit from the dirty devils
Them popos comin' straight for the murda one
There's no respect to the motherfuckin' popo

[Verse 2]
I had another little problem with the popos, man
We was sittin' up in Denny's trynna order us a Grand Slam
Damn, my food was overcooked
So I called for the waitress to come and take a look
I said, "Could you just hand us our receipt, please?"
She ran and told the cops that we ate and we was trynna leave
There musta been somethin' hella wrong, we up to no good
Cuz guess what we bein' chased by? Yeah, some peckerwoods
They musta followed us all the way to Marsh Road
And right when they turnt off I fired up a fat stog'
Bouncin' all the way to Chilco, then turnt right
Saw the same five point o I saw the other night
This time, he had two cop cars behind him
Got a search light like my cousin, so I blind him
Now I gotta ditch this ride, cuz it's happened more than one time
And them janky fools on the plot
Hopped out the vehicle, grabbed me some backstreets
Stopped to catch my breath, and now I'm right back on my feet
And now them streets is full of mark-ass C-O-Ps
I got away, but them devils tried to do me

[Hook]
Them popos comin' straight for the murda one
And I ain't takin' no shit from the dirty devils
Them popos comin' straight for the murda one
There's no respect to the motherfuckin' popo
Them popos comin' straight for the murda one
And I ain't takin' no shit from the dirty devils
Them popos comin' straight for the murda one
There's no respect to the motherfuckin' popo

[Verse 3]
Early in the mornin' I was hittin' some cot
Bust a nut, but I was rudely interrupted by the clock
Heard it tick tock and they was fallin' by the ding dong
I jumped up, threw my clothes on, knew somethin' was wrong
Looked out the window, saw fifteen task force members
Probably won't be out before somethin' like around December
I said, "What you want?", they kicked down the door
Put the gun to my head and said, "Freeze nigga! Hit the floor!"
"You have the right to remain silent!"
"Don't try to fight it, young nigga, cuz you're mine, bitch!"
I got thrown in the back of the V-wagon
Feet steady draggin', pants still saggin'
Now I'm locked down, dressed in my county orange
Bein' in and out, out, got my families all torn
I can't smoke dank it's like I'm on punishment
Man these rednecks don't even know who they fuckin' with
Hellface bitches, protectin' hella snitches
Trynna find a way to tear me up for my riches
Now I gotta serve my time like a true G
Cuz them devils from the hood straight did me

[Hook]
Them popos comin' straight for the murda one
And I ain't takin' no shit from the dirty devils
Them popos comin' straight for the murda one
There's no respect to the motherfuckin' popo
Them popos comin' straight for the murda one
And I ain't takin' no shit from the dirty devils
Them popos comin' straight for the murda one
There's no respect to the motherfuckin' popo
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