Sicx - Call Tha Guardz lyrics

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Sicx - Call Tha Guardz lyrics

{Verse 1} I lied when I said you wouldn't get smoked Eyes examine the barrel as I watch you choke Take a deep breath, cause it's your last, n***a Got any last words? (Sicx): f** that pig, pull the trigga! And that's a present from me For helping me out the motherf**ing penitentiary Label me insane and the dope dealer Now add this to your list: a cop k**er You can go on and on, fool But you won't catch the X when I'm mashin' in the old school Like someone's pedal mashed to the floor And pa**ed the hundred and flipped back to zero Hit 99 and I'm Southbound 30 miles out to get to Sac-Town I saw a brown Monte Carlo OnStar To hit the sirens, time to ditch this cop car Grabbed the gauge off the dash I said "Get out the sh**, or I'm a blast" n***a didn't ask no questions I had a gat, so he followed my suggestions Face down, on the concrete All he saw was the streaks that I left in the street Now all I need is a drink But I don't got no cash, so let me think Will I walk in the store and steal on and shoot the clerk? f** it, a beer run that'll work Got off the freeway, on Foreign Row Food and Liquor Market, here we go (Cashier): Can I see some I.D., please? (X-Raided): Nah, let me get it out the car (Cashier): Uh, can you leave the beer here? (X-Raided): Nah, I'm outta here (Sound of car driving away) (X-Raided): Ha, stupid motherf**er {Hook} Ice Cube: Never should've been let out the penitentiary Eazy-E: Tired of the motherf**in' jackin' (Repeats Twice) {Verse 2} Rolling down Foreign with a forty in my lap Gripping a nine, and I'm eager to peel a cap I'm broke and saw a b**h at the bank teller I need some cash, how to get her? Pulled into the lot and found an unlit space I can't let the b**h see my face So I crept up slow in the dark I said don't breathe, unless you wanna see my nine spark Just like I thought, the b**h panicked I put the gat to her head, took her cash, and let her have it Watched her body drop, and then I mashed Cellmate reached out his hand and said he wanted half X-Raided just laughed Looked at him crazy, and said you can't have no cash And then the n***a got mad Whipped out the nine on his a** and went blast Too much cargo in the first place n***a wasn't doing sh**, but taking up space He was my celly for a year or two So to k** his a** was something I'd been wanting to do He wasn't nothing but a cracker Doing time in the pen with the Garden Blocc Jacker The motherf**er didn't know And now he's dead in the car, f**ing with a psycho {Hook} {Verse 3} My dick's on hard from all the drama So I'm headin' to the garden to f** my baby's mama 24, the streets I know well When she see me, she gone be shocked as hell I knocked on the door and she answered it I saw another n***a sitting on the couch and sh** I walked in, the n***a tried to act Loc That made my day, another fool I have smoke I let him have it, the n***a straight dropped Then it was time for my b**h to get mobbed I didn't tripped though, I got my f**ing zone Fall asleep, woke up, and the b**h was gone Grabbed the gauge, cause I got a weird vibe Peeped out the window and the cops was outside (Police): "Come out with your hands up!" I said "f** you pig, and you can s** my left nut!" co*ked the motherf**ing 12-gauge Jumped out the window, and went on a rampage Blasting as I hid behind a car Havin' visions of the mothf**in' cell bars I'd rather die than go back, so take that, b**h I pulled the trigger and went out like a lunatic Lots of lead from my gauge got discharged They need help so Call Tha Guardz

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