Check 'em Lyrics - Goodfellas - 504 Boyz

(Master P) 

Who dat call the police 

Yo ma called the police 

I got five on the lips 

But I ain't payin for the ass 

You just got yo hair fixed 

So can you pump a nigga gas 

Now when you ridin in my truck can you pick a nigga dick 

I got a boonapolist so can you be my trick 

C-Murder called you hoes like some fuckin crash dummies 

It ain't love when the motherfucking sex cost money 

I ain't dissin you hoes 

I just don't love you hoes 

In yo raggedy ass Girbauds 

When you swangin on them poles 

Now if you trippin then you know you livin trife 

And if you dippin I can't put you in my life 

Cause all hoes suck dick 

Let me tell you dog hoes you fuckin with 

See i don't play no games and i don't sweat no hoes 

(But you Master P) Well bitch take off your clothes 

Talk that shit now roll with it 

Ya warefare check hoe go get it 

(chorus) 

(P) Check dem hoes 

(Traci) Check dem niggas(4x) 

(Traci) 

Check dem hoes nigga is you crazy 

You can stunt all you want but that shit don't phase me 

(?) in front yo boys like you made me nigga 

I hold my own ???????? 

Reppin like you gon shine 

Nigga you is a waste of time 

Gettin that ho to step to me 

I gets down for mine 

Me and my girls we don't play no games 

Fuck you lames 

When you walkin on side of me 

I'm bringin you pain 

You can talk that shit about suck yo dick 

Get a grip 

Broke bitch you ain't the shit 

You know who you fuckin wit 

Drop a baby for you 

Nigga you must be sick 

Got no time for the lies all niggas is tricks 

(chorus) 

(P) Who dat call the police 

Yo ma called the police 

(Traci) Who dat call the police 

Yo pa call the police 

(P) Dem hoes call the police 

(Traci) Dem niggas call the police 

(P) Check dem hoes 

(Traci) Check dem niggas 

(P) Talk that shit now roll wit it 

Yo warefare check ho go get it 

(911 operator, did someone dial 911?)