《Say Hi To The Bad Guy》是Ice Cube演唱的歌曲，收錄於《The Predator》專輯中。
基本介紹
- 外文名：Say Hi To The Bad Guy
- 所屬專輯：The Predator
- 歌曲原唱：Ice Cube
- 發行日期：1992年11月17日
歌曲歌詞
Good evening police
Do not try to adjust your radios
There is nothing
Wrong we have takin control over
This city as to bring you this special
Bulletin and we will return this motherf**ker
To ya as soon as the national
Guard move in
The cops wanna catch the
Ni**a that won't fetch
But I'll blast ya never call ya master
Who is that kickin up sh*t much faster
Rollin on a scooter you know I might do ya
See a black clock and my
Buckshots run right thru ya
I never knew ya
Cos I'm not a trick
You can suck the biggity-dick
I'm not the piggity-pig
I get away quickity-quick
On the plane to south central
Never get played by the monkey wrench ho
Staedy mobbin I'm just like robin hood
Up to no good so many b**ches on my wood
To the right of me and to the left of me
B**ch I got so much game I need a referee
Throw a penalty of a** interference
Damn y'all over me so b**ch get on the b**ch
Here comes the cops so I better hit the fence
Better run fast cos the dobermans pinch
And I won't play mine in the daytime
Goddamn here comes the canine
Four legged copper that wants
To use ice cube as a whopper
But who's the first ni**a to outrun a chopper
No lie say hi to the bad guy
F**k (hey guys where ya headed )
Nowhere man
(got your licence and registration )
Yeah hold up right here
(hey what's in that box back there )
Nuttin aah nuttin (they happen to be donuts )
(ya got a glazed donut how bout a beerclaw )
Aaah (if you don't have one I got ta gaffle ya)
What you gon' gaf yeah
See one-time hit em up
Cos you know the lench
Mob is down to get em up
People think ice cube roll with the gangs
Cos I'm in a coupe de sittin on thangs
Ain't gotta tell me twice about the jack
See a got a 9 in my lap ta take care of that
Caps get peeled on the regular
Cos niggas try to get me for my cellular
Knick knack paddy wack
The mack daddy's back
Kidnappin hos like the patty hurst jack
Have the white ho where the fo'-fo'
Go rob a liquor store
They can't blame it on a ni**a row
Bring the money to the rooster
Had the b**ch and the mob bein the booster
Damn can't stand
When the b**ch get sent to sample bran
And come back up man
You wanna point the finger at me cos the og
Is souped like chef boy-ar-de
Humpin jumpin had the place jumpin
Goddamn gotta break you off sometin
You wanna know why I bust in half
Now look at you now
Huh and I'm out real fast
Get the paper out yo' a** baby
Yo here we go listen to the po'
Shoot the bo-bo and act like ya know ho
F**k with the flow and die
When I walk by say hi to the bad guy
Ai yo man there's just one left
(I'll make a deal with ya)
What aah ya got one of
Those powdered donuts
How bout that twister
If it have cream in the middle
I'm gonna have to
Gaffle ya
You gon' gaffle us
Hey can I reach back there and get one
Aaah yeah homie go on and reach ahead here
Duck ya head in here man
