I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp) One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out And we
cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp) One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out And
my neck The hood is Iraq I'm Hussein in the 'jects The coup's up take the new Lame for a sec 12" up, new cane in the deck nigga Right now with a squeezer
ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp) One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out And we ballin
heart. [Chorus x2] [Verse 14: Dru Down] We use no parinoia or dedication to our paper it's so deep the paraphanalia to the Mobb love to creep our
we off the chain leaving a stain, gripping the grain fuck the fame The Botany Boys switched the game, the Botany Boys who bring the pain Run a train switch
from the left to the right on that purple lean If you got a choppa in your hand than pop that Rob on these cowards tell them D-Boys to drop that Show
But in the end it's another nigga bustin' yo shit Fucked around and had to flee the world Cause you couldn't seperate the geto boys and girls [Willie D:] Geto Boys
, put on my casket, black rose petals Drivin by yellin "Fuck the Police!", lookin for trouble Bag 'em at 12 by 12 so our cash can double Dice games, drop
drink a lot of water Talking about ur so rich Nigga ur so bitch That ur parents proabably think they had a daughter Yea we da boys that bring all the
D-Lo I Am The Man Goddamn Hong Kong Fever The Son Of Sam Try To Catch Me If You Can I Killed Ten People With A Frying Pan Three Boys We Deliver To The
