Who Sang Cops & Robbers? DJ Clue? feat. Lord Tariq & DJ Muggs

DJ Muggs The Professional cover art
Release information
Release Date: 1998-12-15
Genre: Hip Hop
Style: Thug Rap/Gangsta
length: 3:27
producer: Buckwild
guest performer: Lord Tariq and DJ Muggs
Some other versions of "Cops & Robbers"

Lyrics
(lord tariq & muggs talking)
Trying to tell you man
I'm going up in there
Trying to dig into *****s pockets
**** that man

-{lord tariq}-
Either you be real or you be dead
Hey killer, be a killer
That's the rules to this game
In the court of the law
With let *****s that feel ya
They know cat dealers
But with some new ****, like clue ****
We strap for this thriller
You hit the crack house, you pull a mack out
**** the mack back, blow his back out
And take the back route
And that's what that's about
Understand? I wan't cans in hand
This **** is real, never phony
Don't come short with my mo-ney
I'll only tell you once tony
"don't **** me, don't you ever try to **** me"
If so, trust me, you outta luck be
And try to sit high where them drugs be
Filthy rich looking broke
**** a ***** I wan't the world thust
Keeping feds of my ***
I gotta think fast
'cause black man white town you know this **** won't last
We try to bumble like ***
Stay low, got to hurl that cash
Into the trouble blow past, that's how you do it

[Chorus:]
We got cops and robbers
*****s and spicks
Flashy cars, ghetto stars
Moving stones and bricks
It ain't over on the streets
We got blocks to get
So heads up, guns ****
Don't get rocked to this
(2x)

-{lord tariq}-
Now if the good die young
Then what the **** that makes me?
And who the **** are you to rape me?
Less then the best, bulletproof love
The thugs holding it down in the decks
And for the frauds I got techs
Heading straight for your chest
Feel me on this
My word is priceless
You can't pawn this
I might diss drop jewels
The way I cop jewels
The way my nine drops flues
The way my mind influes
What's a ***** to do a murder
Type of **** you never heard of
From jimbos to fat burger
On some last long ****
I be doing this forever like that ***** von zeil
Plus I calm ****, I bomb ****
I had a lot of brooklyn *****s
Saying "yeah them bronx *****s they get down"
So hold your heat up, and move fast
You got to keep
Because clue, minnesota, lord tariq run these streets what
***** peep up, talking to the sidewalk
And there's nothing to comprehend
When my nine talks

Chorus(2x)
-{muggs}-
I peep the devil screaming bk
'cause I rock for b.i.g.
Live like pop did, shells couldn't stop the kid
In some rap I pack, used to be in passing for crack
Molka type of lid with a passing for stacks
Dreads call me african black named after my medicine
Street veteran with one gun
Killed eleven men
It's too crazy, why'all fake tough guys with full gazi's
Blue mercedes, three pounds under the blue avy
Bomb crews my mind power beyond you
Now I push your hair line back
Do what the con do
I warned you, and sworn no talking
Bring the thing out
Got the block surrounded like cops
And shots rang out
Animal instinct, blood type is therobreed
Run with thero heads
Leave you in another burough bed
Respect my hood, like the heats do
Be k to the bronx
Poor kane, lord tariq & clue

[Chorus(2x)]
Dj clue:
Uh-huh
Dj clue, professional
Roc-a-fella!

Tracklist
CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Ruff Ryders Anthem (remix)
  • 3 It’s On
  • 4 Fantastic 4
  • 5 Queensfinest
  • 6 Exclusive New Shit
  • 7 Gangsta Shit
  • 8 Thugged Out Shit
  • 9 It’s My Thang ’99
  • 10 Mariah Carey (skit)
  • 11 Whatever You Want
  • 12 That’s the Way
  • 13 I Like Control
  • 14 Bitch Be a Ho
  • 15 If They Want It
  • 16 Pain in da Ass (skit)
  • 17 The Professional
  • 18 Brown Paper Bag Thoughts
  • 19 Cops & Robbers
  • 20 Made Men
  • 21 No Love
  • 22 Come On

  • Release information
    label: Roc‐A‐Fella Records
    country(area): United States
    format: CD
    barcode: 731455889123
    script: Latin