Song Lyrics

Shit man f*ck

Drivers license and registration please

Hey what's up sir um, look um

Sir could you please step out the car

Oh not a problem officer its all good
I'm just know what I'm sayin'
Comin' from droppin' ma lil' boy off at ma baby momma house
Here go ma license right here

Trunk full of yoda heated situation
Flashlight in ma eyes he want ma registration (what)
Should I stay should I run
Got hard got soft got bills got guns (4real)
Ma drivers license is revoked
Just got done burnin' so I know he smell the smoke (damn)
But never let em see you see sweat'
Cause if he search ya trunk he might find the tec.
Or a bag full of O's
Wrapped in duck tape nigga between some dirty ass clothes.
But I talk to him the right way he told me
Slow it down and have a nice day.

[Chorus]
You can do ya thang shawty its okay
To floss but its still one rule player don't get caught.
'cause everything you gain dog and everything you lost
but its still one rule pimpin don't get caught.
F*ck every hoe you hit dog and every hoe you toss
'cause its still one rule player don't get caught.
You can ride clean shorty you ain't gotta walk
But its still one rule player don't get caught

Some niggas rob (what) some niggas slang (for real)
Some niggas stack (naw) some niggas bang (chea)
But I congratulate not playa
Hate you in the streets pimpin make ya move get ya cake
F*ck what you heard through the grapevine get outta line
Nigga I'm a straighten mine.
And I don't believe in wastin' time well catch them hoes later.
Stay on ya grind (that's right)
Gotta a low tolerance for ignorance (ignorance)
You thinkin' pleasure I'm thinkin' business.
The streets didn't raise no fool
When you live by the code nigga its only one rule

[Chorus]

Got the phone call (call) had a funny feeling (feeling)
Told him everything was cool and I was chillin' (chillin')
We use to chill out and smoke blunts
And I ain't seen him in a while maybe a couple months.
Said he want to holla he seemed anxious.
First thing on ma mind go and get tha strainers.
Make his folks pay a ransom bout him.
On that bullshit make a good example out him.
This nigga hot he on fire (fire)
I hope his ass ain't wearin' no wire naw dog he bullshittin'
Said his partner set him up the nigga snitchin'

[Chorus: x2]

C Brown, K Crowe, Jay Jenkins, E Ortiz

The duration of Don't Get Caught is 4:17 minutes and seconds.