Pig Skinnas

[Verse 1: R.O.C] Poor little pig, I'm bout to peel your cap Too much talking shit got you chained up in the back Sneak attack, time to make a ham sandwich, little snitch Ain't nothing but a punk ass snitch But the only good cop is a dead cop So I'm gonna swing my knife and let their head drop But the beat won't stop till I grab my pork chops And I might go on a mad savage honk stomp, nigga [Hook] Cause I'm a pig skinna Cops ain't shit to me Call me a pig skinna Cops ain't shit to me (Motherfucker) Call me a pig skinna Cops ain't shit to me Call me a pig skinna Cops ain't shit to me [Verse 2: Hektic] Cops ain't shit to me But a bunch of harassment, cold blood Will get your motherfuckin ass kicked Pig skinna, grave digga, more like head nigga in charge Cop killa at large I'm no joke so don't provoke Im not so be slept on Catch you slippin in a squad car And it's time to get crept on 911 is a joke is was I heard So I come blastin with a Mossberg Boom-boom-boom I'm leavin suckas in shell shock I got a taste for pig, I'm eatin cops like ham hocks Cuff me, stuff me, but don't get rough see I'm down with the asylum in the home of the Krazees No love for the boys in blue Have a coffee and a donut and I'll poison you We're back on the real deal I packs the chrome still For wackin you punk pigs who wills to act ill  This is like a lesson, I keep you suckas informed I'm stormin like tornadoes so you better be warned Krazee muthafucka, not like shit that you've ever seen  I gassed the whole joint and burnt the precinct Fuck with me, you picked the wrong nigga  Better watch your back for the straight up pig skinna  [Hook]   [Verse 3: R.O.C] 5-0: I come, I creep, you sleep, I kill In my wheel, harass my black ass for carryin steel Call my crews, your crews, they snooze They go pop, I grasshop for the fence They can't stop, they can't stop Down the alley way, I'm cornered like a fuckin rat I don't resist arrest: handcuffed and packed in the back On my way to the station, what they don't know won't hurt To each first, get [?] Cause the pigs: they're jerks Stop at the station to escort me in  E.X.P put the sons of bitches in a known wing Bitches on his way would catch a waiting door I gotta go out to the switch All the others now know, they know So here we go again And again the sirens they roar So we float to the [?] just to even the score Up the stairs run, run, hurry, run I picked up the troops About to get loose up in your ass Whoop There it is, for the Nine Tray  I'm a pig skinna and I live and I die today [Hook]