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Fuck The Security Guards
作词:John M. Bautista, Rusty Cundieff
NWH say, fuck the security guards He ain't a cop but he still want to act hard On patrol at a goddamn convenience store Get in, check you just a chump minimum wage whore
Just a slob in an ill fittin' suit Got a little bit of power so you want to act a fool Let some shit break out and what you gonna do Can't get back-up 'cause you don't have a crew
But it seems like damn near every time I shop I'm getting clocked by some wanna be cop Follows me around like a magnet
Eyes on my ass like a 2 bit faggot Why it gotta be that I'm treated Like a thief because I'm black And wear a pager on my jeans
So it seems I'm gonna have to set the sucker straight I turn around and say, yo punk, get out my face An he wastes no time pointin' to his fake badge And real night stick that could make a nigga hemorrhage
He got cuffs some mace and a gat on his hip He makes a move but ice cold don't trip 'Cause I'm wearin' my hat and the shit feels good Besides all that I'm straight out of the neighborhood
With flow, I pull my AK-47 Gonna send an acme rents punk cop straight to heaven Oh hell, who cares where the motherfucker go He's dead on the ground by the time I let the trigger go
Fuck the security guards Goin' to the game with the NWH crew Had seats in the back but they ain't got a view Gonna go down front on the bogart tip
Find a few empty seats gonna take a quick sit In the front row we down on the floor Eyeballin' the hookas, checkin' out the score
But here comes a sucka on a weak ass mission Gonna start some shit about my admission To the game and asks to see my ticket
Is this your seat' and all that shit I ain't with it I say, I'll move when the other motherfuckers come Until then can't a brother have some fun
But he wanna be so hard Gotta run the whole yard the punk motherfucker 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Shoulda brought a bodyguard for his damn self 'Cause you see, security guards don't mean shit to me
I throw a punch like a patriot missile My boys back me up for the punks dismissal But he grabs his walkie-talkie drops the 411 10-4 is the answer and a swarm of suckers come
So we break to the doors, cut across the floor Trippin' over bodies, leaving suckers sore Sin fire-power and all that heat the final result The security guards get beat
Fuck the security guards Hit the snack and pump to get some gas Pump ten habib now give me my cash Decide to get a yahoo for the ride
Woulda got a forty but I don't drink and drive So I go to the case in the back for a crack of the Jacked whacked sippity stacked soda pack
But every time I look down the aisle I get ruled I'm bein' watched like a child And the shits foul, I'm the security guard basher
Meter maid smasher Wanna be axer wolf ticket catcher All those who don't come legit get done real quick And that ain't no bull shit
I get tired of him watchin' me I get attitude see and I need some release To increase my own peace
So I signal to the crew in the car come on in Let's take some shit too far and push 'em right To the edge of ledge to the corner of the precipice And see if the sucka's gonna hedge
On what he's supposed to do to the crew If he don't back down we say it's on you An excuse to get buck wild and move ghetto style 'Cause ya shouldn't a been jockin' me
Shouldn't a been clockin' me Then I wouldn't a had to rock thee But that's the way the game is played
When a fade ass cop gets ready prey On the NWH crew, it's a security guard So what you gonna do? Just fuck the security guards
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