Lyrics:
(Car Crash)
(Run, red, go)
I know that, your not so, sorry for what you said
You think your, so special, your just a bitch in lay
Yet now your, so
a fucken pig, I go hogwild
(HOGWILD)
Hogwild... fucken hogwild
Thin blue fuckas get threaded through turnstiles
In doggystyle... yeah doggystyle
When I see
the trouble and the pigs keep pursuin' me (Ey)
And I keep on movin' on, keep on doin' me (Ey)
Chillin' with my runnin' rebels in unity (Ey)
I'm pursuin' all my
YOU IN BACK OF A CROWN VIC Telling PIGS HOW TO PRONOUNCE IT ITS NOT TUD ITS T.U.D AND HE GOT OUNCES FUCKING SQUARES GET FLARED NO WAY AROUND IT I
can’t lose them pigs, Billy Wilson
Time to make a mess
Turn your car in an aggressive motion
Accelerate into a 5 cars explosion
(And there goes
him stuck in the mud
And cook him for the end of the day
Yeah
They say it gets better when pigs fly
Then I'ma aim it at his chest
So he go bye bye
Hello
Let's go out and get jobs
Let's go out and be all grown up
The city is hiding underneath your bed
The monster in your closet is eight weeks away
You've
get to droppin' nigga, bonjour
I got some' to say to the pigs, yeah
I just got an M for a gig, yeah
I just blowed an M on my kids, yeah
Foreigns in
sirens in the distance
So instead of going off and hide
I haul ass to my car and try start my ride
But the piece of shit stalls, this time
Fuck, going off
the keys to the car (car)
You can get the keys to the crib (crib)
You can get the keys baby you can get the keys
Shawty you bad, but you know
Dancin in
knew me
Quick to put the bullets up in the motherfuckin' Uzi, bitch
A OG nigga, so I gotta G-O and creep slow
And get this nigga while he's steppin
Zion with Lord
Don't want to face fire, iron, or swords
Or get tired tied up in entire discords
I'm from a farm land
Car pans, torn pants, corn plants,
But hesitation gets you killed when mother fuckers are tryna hurt you
I lurked to the side of my car I went to aim at his head
He turned around just in
8-ball
Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville
Lookin' for, the wolf to kill
They're fucked up and they want revenge
Them and Humpty used to be
8-ball
Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville
Lookin' for, the wolf to kill
They're fucked up and they want revenge
Them and Humpty used to be
drinkin' some 8-ball
Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville
Lookin' for, the wolf to kill
They're fucked up and they want revenge
Them and Humpty used to be
the punch, I drank the punch
First time feeling liquor quiver down my spine
Drown insides, confide in the drink, that got me residing by the sink
I'm ready, my
marvelous, they're wonderful
We can't
We can't say they're inferior anymore)
But every time we drive-by and shoot
Every time we car-jack
Every time we use
up by the boatload
Last white chick had a pussy smell like narcos
So i dug deep in that hole like i was pablo
Her boyfriend bust in ima dash like
done with these feds like
Fuck 12, fuck F E Ds, when I think about 12 I get brain disease
Fuck pigs, fuck cops, wasteman, police
Fuck fuzz, fuck ops
finished
The Ops they get diminished
We get an Op finished
Who's that Don
Identify then swarm
Fuck pigs in uniform
Don't do the talk we chalk
Push land bomb
infants
On some "Ah hah, look what I did" shit
And if I get stopped by a crooked ass cop I'm a put a bullet in a pig
And Rin Tin Tin, ah hah hah look
the fucking jaw
Fuck security they stand around in fucking awe
Call the pigs and I can show you how to set it off
Come on get your friends to pick you off
fifth
Seen some niggas jump in they Escalade and that was it
How much longer I gotta stay in this muthafucka?
Let me get a cigarette, I don't even
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