Lyrics:

{FIRST VERSE}
This house been raided for several times, been watchin' my every move, cause all the (worka's got dope on the lines?) They lettin' 'em ride, they enter my place without a Search Warrant, and toss all my shit around, today found out there was a warrant
The President Kingpin wantin' to label me, try to de-stable me, my lawyer enable me to stay out this system for the next two centuries, it's meant to be, (can't sentence me?)
So I made my privacy, I got several lawsuits for several blue suits, any one of them touch me, I'ma kill 'em all and you'll troops
Surrounds me, (?)
To the Lamborghini, never see me, be me, never. Clever than Simpson's lawyers, hear the sentence in the foyer, I'll be out the courtroom before they holla' orda', orda', orda', nigga
I bend one easy to the driveway fo' Friday, cock back my nine baby, just to see my lady
As I undress to take a shower for half an hour, thinking about this money that brought me power, and all the deals that went sour
Plus, hop out the shower as I feed on, steak what I eat, lead on to the bedroom to get my knob polished
And when I acknowledge was in the room and I assume anotha' drug bust, I hear the door crush, the dogs rush, good Lord its Fed up, fuck!
Unload my nine and shot them dogs up, ATF threw my walls up there's no one I can call up, big balla'
Search Warrant, put they guns in my face, took me to an unknown place as they began to shoot I says my grace

No Search Warrant
No Search Warrant

{VERSE TWO}
July 16th I'm at the crib playin' in my stack, ain't handled no (?) since '92 when I always kept my strap
Knock at the wood, I grab my good because I'm sick on bidness, two blacks in suits with magazines I figured Jehovah's witness
Ran to the door rushed to the floor and now I'm pounded on, routinely beaten with the flashlight and asounded on
I manage to hustle in the tussle and quickly grab my shit, it's '96 I ain't done no murda' who dey fuckin' wit'
Furniture tossed from head to toe, what they lookin' for, stopped servin' that product, pistol legal, who I'm tooken for?
They said I was wanted for First Degree but there's no paper with ink on it, I know my rights, betta' call my lawya, make dem bitches think on it
I ain't done no murda', I ain't been in trouble since two years probation, didn't read no rights just roughed me, cuffed me straight down to the station
Now I'm locked in the cell, already post my bail, fifty G's from the street now I'm set free, if I'm found guilty in this verdict, I'ma fled to a country
Search Warrant


{VERSE THREE}
December 9th is all about bailin', nigga where you dwellin', with the CPG and the CPD don't wanna see black males stack mail and
The only reason I'm strapped cause I'm livin' in Hell, put the weight on the scale, B-double O-M, my clientele, (BOOM)
I'm comin' up major, hit me on my pager, don't wanna burn up cellular, need me somewhere safe, that I can trade ya and fade ya
(Just a young fool strugglin) Bought an 8 B-A-double L, and a G-L-O-C-K, really wish it would a been a AK
But anyways, this time is lookin' fucked up to me, got a gang a niggas in my clique that shoot the fuck up wit' me, chance of survivin' just to limit, one out of a million, fuck dem feelins, and when you dealin' wit' dat Westside, Westside, Westside

{VERSE FOUR}
(Uhm)
A bloody murda', no killa' could fuck wit', ain't got no love for you bustas so duck bitch
We put this bitch in neutral, police rollin' crucial, finna get brutal, starvin' for some loot so
I picture this hit the biggest hit we eva' did nigga, and if he move to quick, (You'll do what?) you split his wig nigga
Ain't takin' no chance wit a nigga who would unload dat shit, ratha die of old age then dyin' on some stick up shit

No Search Warrant
No Search Warrant
No Search Warrant
No Search Warrant
No Search Warrant