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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 Letras de cancionesgonna 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 âis this your seatâ an all that shit I ain't with it I say I'll move when the other motherfuckers come until then can't a brother have some fun But he wanna be so hard gotta run the whole yard the punk mother fucker shoulda brought a bodyguard for his damn self cause you see, security guards don't mean shit to me I throw a punch like a patriot missile my boys back me up, for the punks dismissal But he grabs his walkie-talkie drops the 411 â10-4â is the answer and a swarm of suckers come So we break to the doors cut across the floor trippin over bodies leaving suckers sore Usin fire-power and all that heat the final result the security guards get beat Fuck the security guards Hit the snack and pump to get some gas pump ten habib now give me my cash Decide to get a yahoo for the ride woulda got a forty but I don't drink and drive So I go to the case in the back for a crack of the jacked whacked sippity stacked soda pack But every time I look down the aisle I get ruled I'm bein watched like a child and the shits foul I'm the security guard basher meter maid smasher wanna be axer wolf ticket catcher All those who don't come legit get done real quick and that ain't no bull shit I get tired of him watchin me I get attitude see and I need some release to increase my own peace So I signal to the crew in the car come on in let's take some shit too far an Push em right to the edge of ledge to the corner of the precipice and see if the sucka's gonna hedge On what he's sposed to do to the crew if he don't back down we say it's on you An excuse to get buck wild and move ghetto style Cause ya shouldn't a been jockin me shouldn't a been clockin me then I wouldn't a had to rock thee But that's the way the game is played whan a fade ass cop gets ready prey On the nwh crew it's a security guard so what you gonna do, just Fuck the security guards From Letras Mania