N.w.a. - Sa Prize (f** Tha' Police - Part 2) lyrics

[Intro] *phone rings* [Sgt. Kicka**] Police Department, Sgt. Kicka** speaking [D.O.C] Yeah, uh.. Kicka**, hey it's me again [Sgt. Kicka**] Hold on... hold on a f**in' minute! *door opens, then closes* [Sgt. Kicka**] What the f** is your problem? I told you not to call me here! This better be some good sh**... [D.O.C] Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got a big one, it's going down tonight B-B-B-But it's gonna cost you two thousand [Sgt. Kicka**] Wha, you cluckerin' motherfu-- [D.O.C] Listen if you wanna make the deal, you fat motherf**er! It's at 477 Savona Way, 4 A.M.! And don't f** me! *phone hangs up* [Police 1] Hey I don't feel good about this one man [Police 2] Hey we been f**in' doin' this for 10 years and we haven't been caught yet [Police 1] Yeah I just don't know about this one [Police 2] Hey just shut the f** up and pa** me a donut *phone rings* [Dr. Dre] Yeah, what's happening? [D.O.C] Hey what's up Dre? [Dr. Dre] Ayo Doc, what's happenin' man, you hook that sh** up with 5-0? [D.O.C] Oh I hooked that sh** up man, this sh**'s jumpin' off tonight It oughta be happenin' at 4 in the morning [Dr. Dre] Ah alright, we got somethin' for their a** [Police 1] Quiet... quiet... Sgt. said this was gonna be pretty easy [Police 2] Yeah, but never underestimate those f**ing n******gs [Police 1] Alright are you ready? [Police 2] Yeah, I'm as ready as I'll ever be [Police 1] Alright, on 3 1... 2... 3! *door busts open* [Both Police 1 and 2] FREEZE MOTHERfu*kERS! [Eazy-E] Shoot that motherf**er! [Dr. Dre] That's mothaf**in' police Punk mothafunka SA PRIZE ni**aZ! [Hook:] f** the police! f**, f**, f** the police! [f** them motherf**ers!] f**, f**, f** the police! [The big payback] You're motherf**ing right, yo [Verse 1: 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***as 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 [Hook] (Now for the first episode) 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? Or 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 2: 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 [Hook] 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***a b**h [The D.O.C.] Police brutality is common in my neighborhood That's why I hate them motherf**ers [Verse 3: 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 [Hook] (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** motherf**ing sh**! Oh man no me pegues! por que me pegas? No! por favor no! No! Por que? [Hook x2] Chinga tu pinche madre, pinche policias weys, pendejos, salvajes, culeros…