Sa Prize (Part 2) lyrics

[Intro]
*Phone rings*
Sgt. Kickass: Police Department, Sgt. Kickass speaking
The D.O.C.: Yeah, uh, Kickass, hey it's me again
Sgt. Kickass: Hold on... hold on a f*ckin' minute!
*door opens, then closes*
Sgt. Kickass: What the f*ck is your problem? I told you not to call me here! This better be some good sh*t
The D.O.C.: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got a big one, it's going down tonight. B-B-B-But it's gonna cost you two thousand
Sgt. Kickass: Wha, you cluckerin' motherfu--
The D.O.C.: Listen if you wanna make the deal, you fat motherf*cker! It's at 477 Savona Way, 4 A.M.! And don't f*ck me!
*phone hangs up*
[Police 1]
Hey I don't feel good about this one man
[Police 2]
Hey we been doin' this for f*ckin' 10 years and we haven't been caught yet
[Police 1]
Yeah I just don't know about this one
[Police 2]
Hey just shut the f*ck up and pass me a donut

*phone rings*
[Dr. Dre]
Yeah, what's happening?
[D.O.C]
Hey what's up Dre?
[Dr. Dre]
Ayo Doc, what's happenin' man, you hook that sh*t up with 5-0?
[D.O.C]
Oh I hooked that sh*t up man, this sh*t's jumpin' off tonight
It oughta be happenin' about 4 in the morning
[Dr. Dre]
Ah alright, we got somethin' for their ass
[Police 1]
Quiet... quiet... Sgt. said this was gonna be pretty easy
[Police 2]
Yeah, but never underestimate those f*cking n*ggers
[Police 1]
Alright are you ready?
[Police 2]
Yeah, I'm as ready as I'll ever be
[Police 1]
Alright, on 3
1... 2... 3!
*door busts open*
[Both Police 1 and 2]
FREEZE MOTHERf*ckERS!
[Eazy-E]
Shoot that motherf*cker!
[Dr. Dre]
That's mothaf*ckin' police
Punk mothafunka
SURPRISE n*ggAS!

[Hook]
f*ck the police! f*ck, f*ck, f*ck the police!
[f*ck them motherf*ckers!]
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck the police!
[The big payback] You're motherf*cking right, yo

[Verse 1: Dr. Dre]
f*ck the motherf*cking police!
They don't want peace, they want a n*gga deceased
So he'll cease to be a problem, and by the way the perform
It seems the Klan gave the white police another uniform
And yo the black police, the house n*ggas
They gave you a motherf*cking gun, so I guess you figure
You made out, good to go, but you didn't know
They would stick your black ass back in the ghetto, yo
To kill another n*gga, catch him with crack, in fact
Freebase - they put in the neighborhood in the first place
But the brothers ain't stupid, remember that
You got a gat, I got a gat, so whassup with that
A to the motherf*ckin K
The last words you hear, then the smoke appears
Tears, from your motherf*ckin family
They're starin at me, but I'm goin gun happy, f*ck 'em!
Shootin everything in sight tonight's the night to get hyped
And fight for what's wrong, f*ck what's right!
And by the way, my name is Dre
So listen up motherf*cker to what I gotta say, yo
[Hook]

(Now for the first episode)

Yeah that sh*t's hittin man, where the volume at?
Hold-up, hold-up, hold-up, one-time, one-time, one-time
Put the joint out! Put the joint out!
Hey you motherf*ckers want to step out of the car?
Don't you know it's against the law to play music so god damn loud?
Shut the f*ck up! Go to jail? Or gimme that sh*t you was just smoking

[Dr. Dre]
Motherf*ckers from high crime areas view the police as a threat
And that's some sh*t you betta not forget

[Verse 2: Eazy-E]
Eazy E's the name feared by most
When, a lil n*gga is thrown in the pen
But on the streets there's two kinds of people
White rich f*cks and the ones who get harassed like me
Pull over to the side, routine for me
Tearin' up my sh*t, like they lookin for a key of cocaine
But they never find the sh*t
Ain't got nuttin better to do and nobody else to f*ck wit
Thinkin' everything is stolen
But can't face facts that a young black n*gga's just rollin
Making more money than they ever make
Taking more sh*t than they ever take
Yo pigs are made to kill, and no regret and
Keep your hand on your weapon shoot his ass and start steppin
Cause I'm a n*gga that don't give a f*ck about nothin
So let me explain a lil somethin, yo
See, I got this problem, a big problem...
Cops don't like me, so I don't like motherf*cking cops

[Hook]

Episode Two:
Get out of the f*ckin car!
Wait a god damn minute what the hell did I do?
Hey just shut the f*ck up black b*tch
Wait a minute, you ain't gotta be pullin me by my motherf*ckin hair! Let
Go of my motherf*ckin hair!
Hey just step the f*ck back and shut up!
Get your motherf*ckin' hands off of me!
Calm down, calm down now... listen, we're gonna go around this corner, and
You're gonna suck me and my partner's di*ks, or you're gonna
Be one black dead n*gga b*tch

[The D.O.C.]
Police brutality is common in my neighborhood
That's why I hate them motherf*ckers

[Verse 3: MC Ren]
I said f*ck the police but with a little more force
And maybe now I get my point across
It's a massacre goin on, just open your eyes and look
Everyday a young n*gga is took
Off the face of the street by a police
It's like they gotta a n*gga chained on a short leash
You can't leave out the city that they shacked up
Cause if you do that's the right they got you jacked up
It's embarassin because you know they justice, but all you can do
Is say f*ck this, because if you move, that's all she wrote
So what's the excuse to shoot, or they rather stomp your head
Til you're dead with the steel-toe boot
Harassin me with some kind of mind game
Actin like a n*gga just was born with a gang-name
You call that right but when you're black there's no right
Some recreational sh*t was only a gang fight
So shootin at the cops was a street thing
To waste time as we slanged off the cocaine
But everything was done just for peace
To retaliate, on the f*ckin police, so I'm sayin

[Hook]

(The final episode)

Episode Three:
Hey Juan, look at the piece of ass man
Watch out watch out watch out homes!
Oh sh*t man you f*cked up, you hit a police car
I didn't see that piece of caca!
Better act like you don't speak ingles homes
What the f*ck? Get your ass out of there, I've had enough
Of your raggedy ass motherf*cking sh*t!
Oh man no me pegues! por que me pegas? No! por favor no! No! Por que?

[Hook x2]

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