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NWA - Sa Prize Part 2 lyrics
Chorus:
 Fuck the police! Fuck fuck fuck the police! 
 [Fuck them motherfuckers!] 
 Fuck fuck fuck the police! 
 [Get paid back] You're motherfucking right yo 
Verse One: Dr. Dre
 Fuck the motherfucking police! 
 They don't want peace they want a nigga 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 niggaz 
 They gave you a motherfucking gun, so I guess you figure 
 you made out, good to go, but you didn't know 
 They would stick your black ass back in the ghetto, yo 
 To kill another nigga, 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 whassup with that 
 A to the motherfuckin K 
 The last words you hear, then the smoke appears 
 Tears, from your motherfuckin family 
 They're starin at me, but I'm goin gun happy, fuck em! 
 Shootin everything in sight tonight's the night to get hyped 
 and fight for what's wrong, fuck what's right! 
 And by the way, my name is Dre 
 So listen up motherfucker to what I gotta say, yo 
Chorus:
 Fuck the police! Fuck, fuck, fuck the police 
 Fuck 
 Fuck, fuck, fuck the police 
 [Now for the first episode] 
Episode One:
 Yeah that shit'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 motherfuckers 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 fuck up! Go to jail? Gimme that shit you was just smoking 
 Motherfuckers from high crime areas view the police as a threat 
 And that's some shit you betta not forget 
Verse Two: Eazy-E
 Eazy E's the name feared by most 
 When, a lil nigga is thrown in the pen 
 But on the streets there's two kinds of people 
 White rich fucks and the ones who get harassed like me 
 Pull over to the side, routine for me 
 Tearin up my shit, like they lookin for a key of cocaine 
 But they never find the shit 
 Ain't got nuttin better to do and nobody else to fuck wit 
 Thinkin everything is stolen 
 But can't face facts that a young black nigga's just rollin 
 Making more money than they ever make 
 Taking more shit than they ever take 
 Yo pigs are made to kill, and no regret and 
 keep your hand on your weapon shoot his ass and start steppin 
 Cause I'm a nigga that don't give a fuck about nothin 
 So let me explain a lil somethin, yo 
 See, I got this problem, a big problem... NWA - Sa Prize Part 2 - http://motolyrics.com/nwa/sa-prize-part-2-lyrics.html
 Cops don't like me, so I don't like motherfucking cops 
Chorus:
 Fuck the police! Fuck, fuck, fuck the police 
 Fuck 
 Fuck, fuck, fuck the police 
 [Fuck the police!] 
Episode Two:
 Get out of the fuckin car! 
 Wait a god damn minute what the hell did I do? 
 Hey just shut the fuck up black bitch 
 Wait a minute, you ain't gotta be pullin me by my motherfuckin hair! Let 
 go of my motherfuckin hair! 
 Hey just step the fuck back and shut up! 
 Get your motherfuckin hands off of me! 
 Calm down, calm down now... listen, we're gonna go around this corner, and 
 you're gonna suck me and my partner's dicks, or you're gonna 
 be one black dead nigger bitch 
 Police brutality is common in my neighborhood 
 That's why I hate them motherfuckers 
Verse Three: MC Ren
 I said fuck 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 nigga is took 
 Off the face of the street by a police 
 It's like they gotta a nigga 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 embarassin because you know they justice, but all you can do 
 is say fuck 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 
 Harassin me with some kind of mind game 
 Actin like a nigga just was born with a gang-name 
 You call that right but when you're black there's no right 
 Some recreational shit was only a gang fight 
 So shootin at the cops was a street thing 
 To waste time have to explain don't do cocaine 
 But everything was done just for peace 
 To retaliate, on the fuckin police, so I'm sayin 
Chorus:
 Fuck the police! Fuck, fuck, fuck the police! 
 Fuck 
 Fuck the police! Fuck, fuck the police! 
 [The final episode] 
Episode Three:
 Hey Juan, look at the piece of ass man 
 Watch out watch out watch out homes! 
 Oh shit man you fucked 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 fuck? Get your ass out of there, I've had enough 
 of your raggedy ass motherfuking shit! 
 No! No me pagan, por que me pagan, no! Por favor, no, no! 
 Por que? 
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