Call Tha Gaurds - X-Raided

I lied when I said you wouldn’t get smoked

Eyes examine the barrel as I watch you choke

Take a deep breath, cause it’s your last, nigga

Got any last words?

(Sicx): Fuck that pig, pull the trigga!

And that’s a present from me

For helping me out the motherfucking penitentiary

Label me insane and the dope dealer

Now add this to your list: a cop killer

You can go on and on, fool

But you won’t catch the X when I’m mashin' in the old school

Like someone’s pedal mashed to the floor

And passed the hundred and flipped back to zero

Hit 99 and I’m Southbound

30 miles out to get to Sac-Town

I saw a brown Monte Carlo OnStar

To hit the sirens, time to ditch this cop car

Grabbed the gauge off the dash

I said «Get out the shit, or I’m a blast»

Nigga didn’t ask no questions

I had a gat, so he followed my suggestions

Face down, on the concrete

All he saw was the streaks that I left in the street

Now all I need is a drink

But I don’t got no cash, so let me think

Will I walk in the store and steal on and shoot the clerk?

Fuck it, a beer run that’ll work

Got off the freeway, on Foreign Row

Food and Liquor Market, here we go

(Cashier): Can I see some I.D., please?

(X-Raided): Nah, let me get it out the car

(Cashier): Uh, can you leave the beer here?

(X-Raided): Nah, I’m outta here

(Sound of car driving away)

(X-Raided): Ha, stupid motherfucker

Ice Cube: Never should’ve been let out the penitentiary

Eazy-E: Tired of the motherfuckin' jackin'

(Repeats Twice)

Rolling down Florin with a forty in my lap

Gripping a nine, and I’m eager to peel a cap

I’m broke and saw a bitch at the bank teller

I need some cash, how to get her?

Pulled into the lot and found an unlit space

I can’t let the bitch see my face

So I crept up slow in the dark

I said don’t breathe, unless you wanna see my nine spark

Just like I thought, the bitch panicked

I put the gat to her head, took her cash, and let her have it

Watched her body drop, and then I mashed

Cellmate reached out his hand and said he wanted half

X-Raided just laughed

Looked at him crazy, and said you can’t have no cash

And then the nigga got mad

Whipped out the nine on his ass and went blast

Too much cargo in the first place

Nigga wasn’t doing shit, but taking up space

He was my celly for a year or two

So to kill his ass was something I’d been wanting to do

He wasn’t nothing but a cracker

Doing time in the pen with the Garden Blocc Jacker

The motherfucker didn’t know

And now he’s dead in the car, fucking with a psycho

My dick’s on hard from all the drama

So I’m headin' to the garden to fuck my baby’s mama

24, the streets I know well

When she see me, she gone be shocked as hell

I knocked on the door and she answered it

I saw another nigga sitting on the couch and shit

I walked in, the nigga tried to act Loc

That made my day, another fool I have smoke

I let him have it, the nigga straight dropped

Then it was time for my bitch to get mobbed

I didn’t tripped though, I got my fucking zone

Fall asleep, woke up, and the bitch was gone

Grabbed the gauge, cause I got a weird vibe

Peeped out the window and the cops was outside

(Police): «Come out with your hands up!»

I said «Fuck you pig, and you can suck my left nut!»

Cocked the motherfucking 12-gauge

Jumped out the window, and went on a rampage

Blasting as I hid behind a car

Havin' visions of the mothfuckin' cell bars

I’d rather die than go back, so take that, bitch

I pulled the trigger and went out like a lunatic

Lots of lead from my gauge got discharged

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