Soundtracks - Pigs by Cypress Hill lyrics

This pig hara**ed the whole neighborhood, Well this pig worked at the station. This pig he k**ed my Homeboy, So the f**kin' pig went on a vacation. This pig he is the chief, Got a brother pig, Captain O'Malley. He's got a son that'a a pig too, He's collectin' pay-offs from a dark alley. This pig is known as a Narco, If he's a pig or not, we know that he could be. This pig he's a f**kin' f*g, So all his homepigs they call him a p**y. Well this pig he's really cool, So in this cla** we know he rides all alone. Well this pig's standin' eatin' donuts, While some motherf**kers out robbin' your home. This pig he's a big punk, And I know that he can't stand the sight of me. 'Cos pigs don't like it when ya act smart, And when ya tell 'em that your a group from society. This pig works for the mafia, Makin' some money off crack. But this little pig got caught, So when he gets to the Pen it's all about the pay-back. 'Cos once he gets to the Pen, They won't provide the little pig with a bullet-proof vest. To protect him from some mad n***a, Who he shot in the chest and placed under arrest. An' it's all about breakin' off sausage, Do ya feel sorry for the poor little swine ? n***as wanna do him in the a**, Just ta pay his a** back, so they're standin' in line. That f**kin' pig. Look what he got himself into. Now they're gonna make some pigs feet outta the little punk. Anybody like pork-chops ? How 'bout a ham sandwich ? How 'bout a ham sandwich ?