House Of Krazees - Pigskinna 2 Lyrics
Dear Sgt SwinePass me a pork chopMaybe a rookie copSo I can let my night chopSwing off another headOf a little pigDance me a jigAnd smoke me a cigSit back and calculate the math of the planThe little pigs don't stand a chance against the son of sandMista Mista Bones with the chrome 20 secondPay heed to my lyrics listen as I reck itGiving you da four one one of the one nate sevenTwo ElevenSending these pigs straight to heavenMy terrifing rhymes leave a little pig shakinBuring up the officer damn I smell baconBut no fakingDis shit realGiving you the dealPluggin cops with my stealIm da for realSpitting slang like a winnaLable me a muthafukin bloody pig skinnaCall me a pig skinnaI can't dig a pigCall me a pig skinnaI can't dig a pigCall me a pig skinnaI can't dig a pigCall me a pig skinnaSo I drop them dogsBack in yo ass againProtecting niggas in here to lay back againThey comming hard with 40's in handTo ice da systemIn the other hands is pistol from kid sonWe can resolve this whole matter so let me tellResolve to tragic because your mind explode damnI smell a little hog trying to tail gateIt's too lateKreep through the night while your ass masturbatesThen put bullets in yo head until yo ass is deadThen Im grasshoppin visting the tool shedBecause your whole crew is gonna want to stop meMayor already told his whole crew to drop meBut I get ghost slipping grasping to the hoodThe Hollow-o-Pine-Wood with the niggas that wouldPut da straps to dat ass Im gonna down hardBut cam rolls to far I hit east pointThen I just trast the ass of the beginnersAnother *****ing sequel to townWooo, the pigskinnaSo I drop them dogs***** the copsI hate em all kill em allIm standing tall and making sure they all fallTo the endEnd of time I watch them bleedI hate them muthafukas and this is what I needTwo cops up my agent two cops for in a jamBut ***** dat shit, it's time to take a standI can't believe the people obey they laws everydayI give them a donut and send them on they wayBut if they chose to write a ticket or talk shitIm serving their ass up with a wig splitTwo to yo headMista tougher man I saidTwo to yo head that he was tough and blood shedThe night chillinAll the way around the sirens are soundingTime to get down Im gun bound13 cops on my trail they can't copeI slip and I fallThere they go on my back brokeAdreniline pumping suckas I punching and I kill oneThey mass produce by the thousandsThe comming from LA, New York from DC to the hoodThey comming from states droped outIm about to skin them goodMass confusionI ain't losingI'll blow Michigan before they can move inThe PigskinnaDont say shit to meCall me a pigskinnaDont say shit to meCall me a pigskinnaDont say shit to meCall me a pigskinnaDont say shit to meCall me a pigskinnaDont say shit to meCall me a pigskinnaDont say shit to meCall me a pigskinnaDont say shit to me(Fade Out)
