B Ezy featuring King Bug - Pigs (feat. Aye Sincere) Lyrics

Watch out for the one time, always tryna take mine
F*ck 12! Imma move mines through the grapevine
Staying out in Cali moving packs across the state line
Yeah, I'm moving weight through the night and the day time
Always tempt fate when I ride through the 9
Singing all these hail marys, la da di da
White girl in the trunk and the passenger side
Word to Three Six, bitch slobbed on my knob
The cops pulled up and that's all that they saw
And I swear that these fags stared straight at my balls
They busting a bitch while I pull up my drawls
So I'm quick to take off, don't abide by the law
Like all of my life imma live illegal
And when they hold us down, imma rep for the people
They wanna kill us all, still y'all thinking we ain't equals
Y'all quick to believe the bullshit that they feed you

(Throw ya hands up high) You know why we here tonight
(Throw ya hands up high) While I read your rights
(Throw ya hands up high) You wanna die tonight
'Cause all I need is one reason to end your life
(Throw ya hands up high) You know why we here tonight
(Throw ya hands up high) While I read your rights
(Throw ya hands up high) You wanna die tonight
'Cause if you fit the type, them pigs blast on sight

Freeze, keep your hands up
Just 'cause you throw your fit, don't have a tantrum
Please, all of this is a mantra
Craig use your hands, guns don't make you a man son
Show me a line up, I'll pick 'em out from random
Circle them with lines like the bottom of my tandem
Creep up from behind, measure out their spine, it's aligned
Holding up a nine, like the background behind 'em
Beezy and I? Boy we're too quickness
Getaway car with only 6 women
All white girl, females are missing
What does that mean? Ladies aren't existent
Explode in red dust, gone from existence
All blue meth, Walter White privilege
Our family doesn't know Heisenberg living
All that's left are the signs of us missing

(Throw ya hands up high) You know why we here tonight
(Throw ya hands up high) While I read your rights
(Throw ya hands up high) You wanna die tonight
'Cause all I need is one reason to end your life
(Throw ya hands up high) You know why we here tonight
(Throw ya hands up high) While I read your rights
(Throw ya hands up high) You wanna die tonight
'Cause if you fit the type, them pigs blast on sight

On the run like Usain, who's sane
Not I, I still got my eye on your boo thang
Heard a little baddie wanna kick it like Liu Kang
I ain't tryna cuff, only cuff her with these shoe strings
Gotta get some head, leave her tied to the bed post
By the time I'm gone yeah that's right where the feds go
Was a ride or die but the fact that she dead though
Commit a homocide 'cause I'm partial to dead hoes
Never going back to jail, my cells vacant
I'm about to roast these pigs, Y'all smell bacon
'Cause all of this bullshit, man, I can't take it
The way they harass us daily, so heinous
Quick to take aim, and blast us away
Then hop on the news and ask us for praise
Well ask as they may, all I have to say
I need a moment of silence for the lives that they take

(Throw ya hands up high) You know why we here tonight
(Throw ya hands up high) While I read your rights
(Throw ya hands up high) You wanna die tonight
'Cause all I need is one reason to end your life
(Throw ya hands up high) You know why we here tonight
(Throw ya hands up high) While I read your rights
(Throw ya hands up high) You wanna die tonight
'Cause if you fit the type, them pigs blast on sight