Cops & Robbers Lyrics by Mac
* first two verses are off b.g.s niggaz n trouble
Yeah, spinning been on these niggas.
Its world war.
Yeah, I send this out to my nigga.
Wherever you are.
We still aint nothin but some niggas in trouble, ya heard me?
Feel it, uh, yeah.
Its world war nigga.
Its like a deadly game.
And me and my niggas in it to win it, ya heard me?
World war nigga.
Check it.
Feel the wrath of a soulja, the crescent city jesus
I pack a tre deuce, got a army bout the size of babe ruth
To hit em, rugged even if its unplugged for thug lifers
We be the niggas leavin slugs in ya crime cipher
We got the town locked
With underground stock around clock workers to serve us
Responsible for many murders
We left your town with all the gold pieces
Shoot the sheriff to assure my familys convict releases
Pay the witnesses to hold they breath,
Non cooperation is only death, and no this aint a phony tec
Im in a limo full of blow niggas
But Im never high cause a leader gotta be up on his toes nigga
A trail of cops is followin we start to swallowin the evidentials
Keep suppliers name confidential
The crooked cops started buckin at us
I made a turn to a dead end, but froze cuz the cops had us
I grab the tec and started buckin back
Cuz Id rather take half the force out before they pump a slug in mac
The head shot took me under
I fell on my back, the last scene is his pale face and badge number
Its like a deadly game of cops and robbers
The niggas who unload first be the survivors
The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
Its like a deadly game of cops and robbers
The niggas who unload first be the survivors
The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
T-shirts and white caprices, my daddy used to call him johnny
I never thought them snake muthafuckas would be behind me
They took a shot nearly blind me
My eyes rolled like a zombie, my life started seemin timely
I cant believe it, officer friendly, he put a slug in lil mckinley
Ill be a memory, shit I aint havin it
Fightin for my life, the reapers grabbin it
Just enough strength to pull the trigga once
Yeah, spinning been on these niggas.
Its world war.
Yeah, I send this out to my nigga.
Wherever you are.
We still aint nothin but some niggas in trouble, ya heard me?
Feel it, uh, yeah.
Its world war nigga.
Its like a deadly game.
And me and my niggas in it to win it, ya heard me?
World war nigga.
Check it.
Feel the wrath of a soulja, the crescent city jesus
I pack a tre deuce, got a army bout the size of babe ruth
To hit em, rugged even if its unplugged for thug lifers
We be the niggas leavin slugs in ya crime cipher
We got the town locked
With underground stock around clock workers to serve us
Responsible for many murders
We left your town with all the gold pieces
Shoot the sheriff to assure my familys convict releases
Pay the witnesses to hold they breath,
Non cooperation is only death, and no this aint a phony tec
Im in a limo full of blow niggas
But Im never high cause a leader gotta be up on his toes nigga
A trail of cops is followin we start to swallowin the evidentials
Keep suppliers name confidential
The crooked cops started buckin at us
I made a turn to a dead end, but froze cuz the cops had us
I grab the tec and started buckin back
Cuz Id rather take half the force out before they pump a slug in mac
The head shot took me under
I fell on my back, the last scene is his pale face and badge number
Its like a deadly game of cops and robbers
The niggas who unload first be the survivors
The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
Its like a deadly game of cops and robbers
The niggas who unload first be the survivors
The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
T-shirts and white caprices, my daddy used to call him johnny
I never thought them snake muthafuckas would be behind me
They took a shot nearly blind me
My eyes rolled like a zombie, my life started seemin timely
I cant believe it, officer friendly, he put a slug in lil mckinley
Ill be a memory, shit I aint havin it
Fightin for my life, the reapers grabbin it
Just enough strength to pull the trigga once