Ill Bill - How to k** a Cop lyrics

AwwwwwwwwwwwwwwWWWWWWWWWWWWWW sh**! Eat it out, eat it out, no doubt, no doubt Check it out, yo The year 2000 begins a new age for the cop k**ers, knowhatI'msayin? The saga of the Ill Bill continues The flavor's Non Phixion y'all - get wit it Check it out, check it out (Verse One) Check out this new Ill Bill gimmick that's splendid Since you're down with other sh** let's see if you're down wit this It's about strictly tryin to k** a cop Once you get the hang of it, after you blast one you steal his glock First of all you need a fat bag of dust plus the biscuit Any local store sells the sh**, friend Purchase a milli', not that b**h Millie Jackson silly stunt I'm talkin about the nine millimeter gun Pick up the gat, scratch the serial numbers off No fingerprints, surgical ones are my gloves of choice All of these other cop k**ers be thinkin guns are toys And when these cats get caught, they snitch on all they boys I k** a cop on a solo mission; without a pair of gloves Shot him in the face with a stolen biscuit Then wiped my fingerprints off real careful If you don't think you ready yet dog, just let the song prepare you That's how you k** a cop (*repeat 6X*) Let's all k** a cop, and get locked up, what That's how you k** a cop -- peace to Necro That's how you k** a cop -- peace to Necro That's how you k** a cop (*repeat 4X*) Let's all k** a cop, and get locked up (Verse Two) Yeahhhh! The second paragraph, might make you laugh When a cat try to k** a cop and catch a plunger in the a** That's when you know you got to take the gun from him Cause you bout to get snubbed next, and you hyped up, so fu*k runnin And now the real fun begins son You k** these ten cops, the best part, you walk away with ten guns Now you the one that's takin gats from pigs Imagine one gang, consistin of the Bloods, Crips and Latin Kings That's when you start to realize what the police is Government funded gang-bangin thugs; that's what beast is They say I'm evil, I'm the most righteous Run up in precincts with a**ault rifles; k** police and throw bibles Walked out the precinct leavin no survivors Half his decapitated wig splattered across the precinct driveway The watts was stuffed up his body, jerk and gyrate Shoot him ten more times, then I merc off on the highway That's how you k** a cop (*repeat 6X*) Let's all k** a cop, and get locked up, what That's how you k** a cop (*repeat 6X*) Let's all k** a cop, and get locked up (Verse Three) Yeahhhh! Last but not least, Ill Bill like to say peace To all the cop k**ers, from the Tri-State to the Middle East And gimme some dust when I kick the bucket Pistol or no pistol, when high I'm the wrong to be f**ed with So everybody put they gun up in the air co*k it back and lick a shot like you just don't care SO - PUMP UP THE VOLUME!!Screamin out, "f** cops!" I'm out - peace to my pops, I'm off to the dust spots Yeah, Ill Bill's in the house Yeah, Goretex in the house Yo, peace to my motherf**in fam Non-Phixion Yo, I'm out Yo Necro, turn that sh** off, man TURN THAT fu*kIN sh*t OFF!!