(Verse 1)

Well I'm headed down to Vice City I'm going Piggy Huntin'
Choppin' cops heads blood red I ain't saying nothin'
To the Cop Station stick my barrel in his eye
Boom Shaka Boom Shaka Airplanes in the sky
Why I never like working for guys
I'm-a chop Diez up nice
Tell Mr. Stupid Cop I'm a cut his neck up
Slice, Shoot, Bang, Bang, Blow Up
What could you do to a Cop in Vice City?
Cut his f*cking head off with a big machete
Willy, Willy, Officer, Piggy Huntin', car taking
Hit with a nice flamethrower-make bacon
Laid out from Haitian's nice stash
Use my bare hands still kick a cop's a**

Pre-Chorus:
Last as long as you can my man
'Cause if you get wasted start over again
Blood, Bud, Big guns, and hoes (x3)
Sitting front row until the Piggies show

(Chorus)
Who's going Piggy Huntin'? (We's going Piggy Huntin!) (x3)
Cut a motherf*cking copper up, right

(Verse 2)

Let me get a Bacon Sandwich with manwich
I'm-a gonna wreck a piggy car to that
Chopping up everybody I'm naughty, not pretty
Tommy Vercetti takin' over the city
Peeked on the island, what did I see?
A million f*cking gangs tryin' to be like me
I say, "Mister, mister, what you trying to do?"
"Us Cubans boys got big cajones, too!"
Barrels in your mouth, bullets to your head
You mess with Tommy V. then you'll end up dead
Boom shaka boom chop, chop, bang
Want to make a deal with a Haitian gang?
To cut a victim, time is ticking
Blow off his head 'cause this Cuban's chicken

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(Verse 3)
Went to the city, picking up some ladies
Met a fly b*tch by the name Mercedes
Riding on my mo-ped, not much time now
Get the b*tches and the dope to Love Fist, oh wow!
Piggy fella, 80's sell out
Take a colt to him 'fore he gets his club out
Don't want to get locked in the cellar, Piggy f*cker
Let's floor this sucker

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