B-Real - Pigs lyrics

This pig hara**ed the whole neighborhood Well this pig worked at the station This pig he k**ed my Homeboy So the f**in' pig went on a vacation This pig he is the chief Got a brother pig, Captain O'Malley He's got a son that'a a pig too He's collectin' pay-offs from a dark alley This pig is known as a narco If he's a pig or not, we know that he could be This pig he's a f**in' f*g So all his homepigs they call him a p**y Well this pig he's really cool So in this cla** we know he rides all alone Well this pig's steady eatin' donuts While some motherf**ers out robbin' your home This pig he's a big punk And I know that he can't stand the sight of me 'Cos pigs don't like it when ya act smart And when ya tell 'em that your a group from society This pig works for the mafia Makin' some money off crack But this little pig got caught So when he gets to the Pen it's all about the pay-back 'Cos once he gets to the Pen They won't provide the little pig with a bullet-proof vest To protect him from some mad n***a Who he shot in the chest and placed under arrest An' it's all about bacon or sausage Do ya feel sorry for the poor little swine ? n***as wanna do him in the a** Just ta pay his a** back, so they're standin' in line That f**in' pig Look what he got himself into Now they're gonna make some pigs feet outta the little punk Anybody like pork-chops ? How 'bout a ham sandwich ? How 'bout a ham sandwich ?