N.w.a. - Sa Prize (part 2) -- [f** The Police, Part 2] lyrics

Chorus: f** the police! f**, f**, f** the police! [f** them motherf**ers!] f**, f**, f** the police! [get paid back] you're motherf**ing right, yo Verse one: dr. dre f** the motherf**ing police! They don't want peace, they want a n***a 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***az They gave you a motherf**ing gun, so i guess you figure You made out, good to go, but you didn't know They would stick your black a** back in the ghetto, yo To k** another n***a, 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 wha**up with that A to the motherf**in k The last words you hear, then the smoke appears Tears, from your motherf**in family They're starin at me, but i'm goin gun happy, f** em! Shootin everything in sight tonight's the night to get hyped And fight for what's wrong, f** what's right! And by the way, my name is dre So listen up motherf**er to what i gotta say, yo Chorus: f** the police! f**, f**, f** the police f** f**, f**, f** the police [now for the first episode] Episode one: Yeah that sh**'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**ers 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** up! go to jail? gimme that sh** you was just smoking Motherf**ers from high crime areas view the police as a threat And that's some sh** you betta not forget Verse two: eazy-e Eazy e's the name feared by most When, a lil n***a is thrown in the pen But on the streets there's two kinds of people White rich f**s and the ones who get hara**ed like me Pull over to the side, routine for me Tearin up my sh**, like they lookin for a key of c**aine But they never find the sh** Ain't got nuttin better to do and nobody else to f** wit Thinkin everything is stolen But can't face facts that a young black n***a's just rollin Making more money than they ever make Taking more sh** than they ever take Yo pigs are made to k**, and no regret and Keep your hand on your weapon shoot his a** and start steppin Cause i'm a n***a that don't give a f** 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**ing cops Chorus: f** the police! f**, f**, f** the police f** f**, f**, f** the police [f** the police!] Episode two: Get out of the f**in car! Wait a god damn minute what the hell did i do? Hey just shut the f** up black b**h Wait a minute, you ain't gotta be pullin me by my motherf**in hair! let Go of my motherf**in hair! Hey just step the f** back and shut up! Get your motherf**in hands off of me! Calm down, calm down now... listen, we're gonna go around this corner, and You're gonna s** me and my partner's dicks, or you're gonna Be one black dead n******g b**h Police brutality is common in my neighborhood That's why i hate them motherf**ers Verse three: mc ren I said f** the police but with a little more force And maybe now i get my point across It's a lot here that's goin on, just open your eyes and look Everyday a young n***a is took Off the face of the street by a police It's like they gotta a n***a 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 embara**in because you know they justice, but all you can do Is say f** this, because if you move, that's all she wrote So what? the excuse to shoot, or they rather stomp your head Til you're dead with the steel toe boot Hara**in me with some kind of mind game Actin like a n***a just was born with a gang-name You call that right but when you're black there's no right Some recreational sh** was only a gang fight So shootin at the cops was a street thing To waste time have to explain don't do c**aine But everything was done just for peace To retaliate, on the f**in police, so i'm sayin Chorus: f** the police! f**, f**, f** the police! f** f** the police! f**, f** the police! [the final episode] Episode three: Hey juan, look at the piece of a** man Watch out watch out watch out homes! Oh sh** man you f**ed 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**? get your a** out of there, i've had enough Of your raggedy a** motherfuking sh**! No! no me pagan, por que me pagan, no! por favor, no, no! Por que? Chorus 2x