[Hook: Beanie Sigel]
  When you hear that, that's the sound of the police
  Whoop, whoop, uh, don't get handcuffed by the beast
  When you hear that, that means the cops is comin' nigga
  You better get to runnin' nigga
  
  [Beanie Sigel]
  It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you
  Without a rhyme about the nine and what the tech do
  The four pound line, a thirty eight special
  With AK shells through your tephlon vest too
  Yeah Scrap, when the Bastard's back out
  The pastor's back out, the casket's passed out
  It's shit bags, and them Catholic's passed out
  Shoot up the crack house, smack worker's bond like crack's out
  Go to war, Mack never backed out
  The mac's get backed out, the air's get dust off
  The cage get bust off, the shaft and the stock get cut off
  Your cash and your block get cut off
  And the SWAT and the ambulance rush off
  My hand on my nuts like fuck ya'll
  My SP Jeans drift, layin' on them s dot grim shits
  I'm out to buck you like And 1, just run when the van come
  
  [Chorus: Beanie Sigel, Ol' Dirty Bastard]
  When you hear that, that's the sound of the police
  Whoop, whoop, man, you better throw that piece
  Toss the handgun, before the man come
  When you hear that, that means the cops is comin' nigga
  You better get to runnin' nigga
  Toss the handgun, before the man come
  
  [Ol' Dirty Bastard]
  Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu..
  Shame on a nigga, who try to run game on a nigga
  Who put the strengths on a nigga
  Wu bandana, I smoke Diana
  Fuck Joanna, she hot, though we be hand her
  The Ol' is famous, put in the rhymin'
  I gets mine, stop being wondrous
  Americana, half Montana
  Only gonna smoke the best marijuana
  Dis the Grammy's, on the panel
  Change the channel, good smell flannel
  You think shit is dandy, well fuck your candy
  Forty foot glock! Shoot with handy
  I fucked Amanda, you talk propaganda
  Only gettin' money, on the Maranda
  I stay candid, government branded
  Heavy handed, woman demanding
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Peedi Crakk]
  It's not game of R. Kelly
  Run up on twenty-six and seven, coke peli'
  Open up and them in deli, spray whoever the sweaty
  My felony, mix emotions when I walk in that building
  That's why I sip that purple pill that make choke up your seven
  Back the ac'! As if you don't notice
  Make me call that boy Mack, Bean Sig' flip you over
  Respect mine, them tech nine's ain't my thing
  I defeat the purpose of death lyin' with one ring
  Make the place, vacate, I can't wait
  For you to come out your face, so I could come off the waist
  Hey, it's Peedi, Peedi, when you see me, take it easy
  My uncle be named Reesy, his luger be named Squeezy
  Make you get low without M-Eazy
  My murder just might please you, you know them niggaz my people's
  And every time you see me do my thing
  They tell me, Peedi, Peedi, crush easy, the Mac gon' ring
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Outro: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
  When you hear that!
  Yeah, this that shit straight out of jail, muthafuckas
  YouknowhatI'msayin, you know how we get down, nigga
  This that real shit, muthafucka, 2003 shit muthafucka
  YouknowhatI'msayin, Dirt McGirt, muthafucka
  Dirt McGirt, muthafucka, Beanie Sigel, muthafucka
  Beanie Sigel, nigga, better get down and lay down
  State Property!