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Pigs
Sean Price/Lil Fame
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George?
What?
We gotta talk
You tell those pigs to fuck off
Fuck off, pigs
Did you hear what I said?
Fuck off
Come on
Come on (ru, uh, yeah)
Come on (yeah)
Come on (yeah)
Listen, yo, this little piggie rockin' Air Force One, ac
Split the pig wig and turn his ass into pork chop
This little piggie killed Trayvon Martin
No way y'all, I hate y'all, the AR sparkin'
This one pig cuffed and shackled down to the achelin'
Whodini the cuff and put the pig in the blankin'
This one pig popped me for poppin' pills in the popeye
Popped the pig and left him properly
Life is quack, but we play with the pink skin
Clean villa house, but he smelled like pingpin'
Heard it before, heard of all, hurbin' your horse
You be fuckin' with pigs, like the hermit the
See a pig, clap a pig, nigga no question
No pork on my fork, but now I make an exception
The don article, article don plain murder
He squeeze turn P.I.G's to spam burger, P
There is grilling outrage tonight after a turn on
African-American kid was shot and killed by police
But there were conflicting reports about what led up to the shot
Fuck the pigs, my nigga
(The cop walking around with a semi-automatic riffle is terrified)
Fuck the pigs, my nigga
Fuck these niggas
Tell your bitch to suck my dick, nigga
(Come on) God, cipher divine, see cipher is swan
Abomination, I bomb the station, no CSI (come on)
A hassa is a pig that fly
I don't fuck with no cabasa, rip and spit that .9 (come on)
General Steez, the God MC, pop n squeeze
Turn the copper into hardhead cheese (come on)
I consume boom, a sour sick
Fuck a Looney Tune, porkey pig, off with your wig (come on)
I greet the ac as-salamu alaykum
Stop on the pump shottie, turn crooked cops to bacon
On these Brooklyn blocks, I'm day one
You thinkin' this shit's sweet? Your friend's weak
The fifth speak, pickle your pig's feet
Hetlicops cop, welcome to jam rock
We ran blocks, my man's not, fuckin' with ham hocks
The hand hot, pen poems to state chrome
Catch a coward on patrol, smoke him like neck bones (come on)
Guys, do y'all even carry pepper spray?
You know how to shoot in the leg or shoot in the arm
Immobilize somebody or do you shoot to kill?
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