Текст песни Ain't Coming - Deacon Gore

Whatchu talnbout
Boy I'm a professor
I ain't gettin out my own car
Griff

I say

Don't worry about it homie get money
Stretch it out before running
They gon tryna tell before they see you make it
But you know the cops ain't coming
Boi dem cops ain't coming
Hell nah the cops ain't coming
You know the cops ain't coming
Boi the cops ain't coming

There's always a hater on the line
Tellin on his people every time
Tryna take a real one out his shine
But they can't do a thing about until it's a crime

Hell nah the cops ain't coming
You know the cops ain't coming
Boi you know the cops ain't coming
Boi you know the cops ain't coming

I say
I called 911 a long time ago
They put me on hold and told my black ass all kinds of no
They told me they ain't worked with my kind before
Where you get that kind of dough
How you shot and still resisting we gon split yo cantaloupe
Public enemy number 1
Why I get arrested as soon as you come
Why yin ask me for license and registration why you asking about a gun
Huh
This a high crime area
And everybody around here scaring you
And you don't need one cop blowing up the spot
There's always a got damn pair of ya

Don't worry about it homie get money
Stretch it out before running
They gon tryna tell before they see you make it
But you know the cops ain't comin
Boi dem cops ain't coming
Hell nah the cops ain't coming
You know the cops ain't coming
Boi the cops ain't coming

There's always a hater on the line
Tellin on his people every time
Tryna take a real one out his shine
But they can't do a thing about until it's a crime

Hell nah the cops ain't coming
You know the cops ain't coming
Boi you know the cops ain't coming
Boi you know the cops ain't coming

I got that flava
You know what time it is and you know it ain't free
We got that L
We got that W
We got that C
And my man Chuck D
I x out the terminator
Coming at me with an interrogator
I let the Lord be the DJ
He said he sent Sister Souljah for the relay
For each play
Hair Kari the doors on a black Lambo and then hop in the wind
Then I skeet off and circle it back
Cause I come from humble beginnings
I come up with this off the top of my head
Not one sentence from pen
Here go my license and registration pig I'm not your friend

Don't worry about it homie get money
Stretch it out before running
They gon tryna tell before they see you make it
But you know the cops ain't coming
Boi dem cops ain't coming
Hell nah the cops ain't coming
You know the cops ain't coming
Boi the cops ain't coming

There's always a hater on the line
Tellin on his people every time
Tryna take a real one out his shine
But they can't do a thing about until it's a crime

Hell nah the cops ain't coming
You know the cops ain't coming
Boi you know the cops ain't coming
Boi you know the cops ain't coming
I say
Hurry up