Fuck the Security Guards Songtext
von N.W.H.
Fuck the Security Guards Songtext
NWH say fuck the security guards
He ain′t a cop but he still want to act hard
On patrol at a goddamn convenience store
Get in check you just a chump minimum wage whore
Just a slob in an ill fittin suit
Got a little bit of power so you want to act a fool
Let some shit break out and what you gonna do
Can't get back-up cause you don′t have a crew
But it seems like damn near everytime I shop
I'm getting clocked by some wanna be cop
Follows me around like a magnet
Eyes on my ass like a 2 bit faggot
Why it gotta be that I'm treated like a thief because I′m black
And wear a pager on my jeans
So it seems I′m gonna have to set the sucker straight
I turn around and say yo punk get out my face
An he wastes no time pointin to his fake badge
An real night stick that could make a nigga hemorrhage
He got cuffs some mace and a gat on his hip
He makes a move but ice cold don't trip
Cause I′m wearin my hat and the shit feels good
Besides all that I'm straight out of the neighborhood
With flow I pull my AK-47
Gonna send an acme rents punk cop straight to heaven
Oh hell who cares where the motherfucker go
He′s dead on the ground by the time I let the trigger go
Fuck the security guards
Goin to the game with the N.W.H crew
Had seats in the back but they ain't got a view
Gonna go down front on the bogart tip
Find a few empty seats gonna take a quick sit
In the front row we down on the floor eyballin the hookas
Checkin out the score
But here comes a sucka on a weak ass mission
Gonna start some shit about my admission to the game
An asks to see my ticket
He ain′t a cop but he still want to act hard
On patrol at a goddamn convenience store
Get in check you just a chump minimum wage whore
Just a slob in an ill fittin suit
Got a little bit of power so you want to act a fool
Let some shit break out and what you gonna do
Can't get back-up cause you don′t have a crew
But it seems like damn near everytime I shop
I'm getting clocked by some wanna be cop
Follows me around like a magnet
Eyes on my ass like a 2 bit faggot
Why it gotta be that I'm treated like a thief because I′m black
And wear a pager on my jeans
So it seems I′m gonna have to set the sucker straight
I turn around and say yo punk get out my face
An he wastes no time pointin to his fake badge
An real night stick that could make a nigga hemorrhage
He got cuffs some mace and a gat on his hip
He makes a move but ice cold don't trip
Cause I′m wearin my hat and the shit feels good
Besides all that I'm straight out of the neighborhood
With flow I pull my AK-47
Gonna send an acme rents punk cop straight to heaven
Oh hell who cares where the motherfucker go
He′s dead on the ground by the time I let the trigger go
Fuck the security guards
Goin to the game with the N.W.H crew
Had seats in the back but they ain't got a view
Gonna go down front on the bogart tip
Find a few empty seats gonna take a quick sit
In the front row we down on the floor eyballin the hookas
Checkin out the score
But here comes a sucka on a weak ass mission
Gonna start some shit about my admission to the game
An asks to see my ticket
Writer(s): R. Cundieff, The Original L.a. Jay Bautista Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com