*car Speeds Off*




Verse One: WC




*police Sirens Throughout Song*



Last Man Standin', I'm Shot



But I Can't Fear Bleedin'



My Nigga's Face Down, Stretched Out, No Longer Breathin'



I'm Speedin', Pump Eatin', Swervin' In The G And



Red & Blue Lights And Squad Cars Is All I'm Seein'



I Told You Motherf**kers "No Moves, No Altercations"



Now It's Half A Tank A Gas And A Hostage Situation



I'm Facin', 25, With The 'L' So I'm Stompin'



I Can't Shake One-Time Bitch, I Swear I'm Dumpin'



Helicopters Trailin' My Ass, Won't Surrender



Only Thang I'm Givin' Up Is Hollow Points And Middle Fingers (f**k Y'all!)



Whoever Set This Shit The F**k Up, Done Got Us F**ked Up



Runnin' Outta Time, And Shit Outta Luck



Take That! *2 Gunshots*



I Ain't Goin' Down Mothaf**ka'!



Take This! *2 Gunshots*



My Car Roof Could Suck My Dick!



I'm On A High-speed Chase, With Two Money Bags, *woman Screams* And A



Screamin' Ass BITCH




It's All Bad!




Chorus: WC W/ Cops




[cops] "Possible 211 Suspect Driving Southbound On The 215 Driving An '84



Cutlass Supreme. Believed To Be Armed. Please Proceed With Caution."



[WC] It's All Bad!



[cops] "Everyone Proceed With Caution, Suspect Is Believed To Be A Black Male



Carrying Female Hostage. We Got A Runner Fellas."



[WC] It's All Bad!




Verse Two: WC




They Trynna Cut Me Off Against The Gutta' Lane



Trynna Run These Motherf**kers To The Border Man



Side-swiped The Mothaf**kin' El Camino!



Trynna Get My Black Ass Up Outta San Bernadino



I Catch The 215, To The 405