be, a soulja, like me All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me Buck, buck, pigs get fucked, don't step ta this
O to the mutha fuckin G I break crazy a lot of niggas hate me but they can't fade me Stop me clock me cops wanna glock me mutha fuck mutha fuck pigs can
back streets through the cuts n trucks of East Oakland You see pimpin and ho-in L-E-O got the dank smokin' These pigs on the back of my lex ain't knowin
damn self Nigga let her do bad all by her damn self A bitch'll tell when the pigs come Won't even try to make bail when the pigs come Just let her do
self Nigga let her do bad all by her damn self A bitch'll tell when the pigs come Won't even try to make bail when the pigs come Just let her do her own
s niggas wants to murk me? Niggas found my truck and broke it up out there in jersey You can ask my son he will tell ya my dads fucking crazy She filled
, I'am in despair, There's someone in my head, but it's not me. I feel pleasure when I cut my veins, It's fucking crazy game. Am I in the flesh?
and my word you?re in for a treat. Buckle up your belts now and hold on to your knickers at all costs as we welcome you to part 2 of pigs in a porn troth
*nt that will always bounce back, with a witty dominion I'll flow like this and I still don't like pigs Added to this what I got I'm flippin' I'm trippin
best start duckin' wid ah gun already buckin' Bust me lead on the double glock 'n Where the fiends roll up for rocks 'n, This perfect getaway, From the pigs
at duckin', with' the gun already buckin'. We split up. Bust a left on the double-glock and, the fiends roll up for rocks, and is, this perfect getaway from the pigs
be Celph Titled the Rubix Cuban, a.k.a. Wade Hoggs Captain Crunk, Snout Hoggy Hogg (yeah) Motherfuckin Reverand Get Right The pastor of pimpin (hahaha) bitch! [Zone:] Pigs
t got the answer dog (I got it either my nigga) And I'mma spread a little somethin'on 'em (Aight) You know the game is crazy I can't explain this shit
on Hopscotch moon rocks lavender pony capricorn [Cheeba] Grand Theft Auto supremacy broads out the car Lo Unload exhaust out the Quattro Just in case the pigs
in America to die in these bloody streets Goin head up, with suckers all psyched up in heat [repeat] Murder, murder, kill, kill California's the state where most caps get peeled back, catcha, pigs
This world's infested with haters, wannabe players Player hatin a real player cos he's livin major No disrespect to you redneck blood-suckin pigs If a
four-oh Bro, I gotta maintain Cause a nigga like me is goin insane Insane in da membrane.. insane in da brain! Insane in da membrane.. insane in da brain! Insane in da membrane.. crazy
music! [Pam the Funkstress cuts "I shot the sherriff"] F.T.S. with The Coup, whatchu wanna do? F.T.S., Coup [Chorus: Boots, Clap, Vexx x2] Undas, Cops, Pigs
