Feds in Town lyrics

[Intro: Pimp C]
Uh, yeah
1994 in yo' motherf*ckin' face
Yeah (Yeah)
Uh, and now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds

[Verse 1: Bun B]
A bad day for the n*ggas in my clique
I just got had a call from a b*tch at the P.A.P.D. that's on my di*k
It seems the drug situation is so to' up in Po' town the f*ckin' DEA had to show up
I got sh*t sewed up so the 99 can’t hassle me
Now, they got the motherf*ckin' feds to come and wrestle me
And throw my game in a suplex
They got my two best workers on secret indictments, now who’s next?
Word on the street is that they're rollin
In Dynasties..I-ROCs…and Caravans and muthaf*ckas is FOLDIN
Like paper stacks in a rubber band
For an all out attack on your local crack slangin' brother man
And fiend servin' is slow as f*ck
'Cause my n*ggas are nervous
And if they even kinda think they see five-o, they duck
So now, instead of rollin thick, n*ggas is Cappin with a frown (Why?)
'Cause, the motherf*ckin' feds in town
[Hook: Pimp C]
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds

[Verse 2: Bun B]
Yo, the sh*t is silly, I put up my 9 milli for a switch-blade
I don't need no sh*t with these b*tch-made
No more clownin' in this town bro
No high-cappin' in the club, I got to play them on a down-low
I took my thangs off my Buick and y'all know I ain't love that
Rollin' on some white walls and hubcaps
Huh, and even though I got long nails
No more French manicures b*tch, you gots to do your own nails
I told my n*ggas to make sure that all their sh*t was tight
Cause they're gonna be on y'all ass every day and night
Tryin to run all kind of game, huh
So, put y'all motherf*ckin' cars and y'all cribs in y'all mamas name
I took my jewelry to the pawn shop and sold it
Brought the money to my baby's momma and I told her to hold it
Cause Lil' Bun might not see Big Bun up in his face
If I catch this f*ckin' case when the feds in town
[Hook: Pimp C]
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds

[Verse 3: Bun B]
God damn, it's been two motherf*ckin' months since I took my Rolex from under my sleeve
These hoes act like they ain't go never leave
That sh*t is funky like a black skunk
f*ck all this waitin' man, it's time to get this motherf*cker back crunk
I let them motherf*ckers slack up, reorganize my clique
Got two birds and opened my lab back up
And told my boys, "If a n*gga looks crazy, blasts his ass in his eye, don't give him a chance to identify"
And show his badge, I'm sorry to inform that if your girl is pregnant, you ain't gon' live to see your child be born
I'm blastin' laws at random, cause I believe it's time to hand them slugs to the dome, man goddamn 'em
I'm sick of hiding like a b*tch in the closet so y'all hoes can't find me
Y'all better try to blind me
And remind me bout the jail time
Cause in my yard is a big ass I got Yayo sign
It's time for Tony Montana stacks, huh
I got n*ggas on the corner holdin' big ass coffee cans of crack
Filling up Texas with that rock up
So, if y'all thinkin' about checkin' my fool, come running with your Glock up
Cause, I'ma blast my nine to my last clip, to my last slug
Before you take me for my damn drugs
So we can have an all night fight
'Cause b*tch, I'm ready to die from my tight white
When the feds in town
[Hook: Pimp C & Bun B]
And now they got me runnin' from the feds (Yeah)
And now they got me runnin' from the feds (Them trill n*ggas in the motherf*ckin' house)
And now they got me runnin' from the feds (Movin' mo from the motherf*ckin house)
And now they got me runnin' from the feds (Huh, and you know it)
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds

[Outro: Pimp C]
Uh, drug squad (Hahaha)
Drug squad
Drug squad
Drug squad
And now they got me runnin' from the feds
And now they got me runnin' from the feds