G.p.
G.p. - The Coff lyrics
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[Intro] Yeah, its that motherfucker GP again nigga And i'm back, lettin these niggas know how a nigga was doin it when he was federal I'm fuckin with my nigga Hollis again, yeah fresh out the pen And i'm lettin em know, in the year 2001, it's on [Chorus x2] G-P, nothin soft, known to break em off And i'll blast em, in the neck, for respect and make em cough Bitch ass motherfuckin niggas Coughin up the blood and now they figure [Verse 1] It's the N-O-T-O-R, O-U-G And i'll blast that ass With the shank, don't need no uzi Tryin to do me, a true G But i'm not Jimmy Walker With the blade, I get to be played I'll leave your bitch ass coughin Up the blood You fuckin with a blood Fresh out the pen But it went back on my violation Had to blast that nigga again Cos these bitch ass niggas can't fade me Cos I push that steel like i'm crazy Tryin to play me For the weed and the keys and the jeep I'll go nuts Gotta cut your punk ass open Cos I gotta deal with them guts Got me, blood, so tough Fuckin with a killa nigga from the Heights With a professional killa, nigga Who quick with that knife But on the street I pack that heat, yes i'm G-P An O-G But the DPA got killa niggas tryin to see me And bleed me For some shit I did 10 years ago I got niggas tryin to see me now Back then I was 10 years old [Chorus x2] [Verse 2] Fools hearts is pumpin Cos my pump is pumpin And they scared of me They say, I kill for the thrill Got your bitch ass scared to breath Scared to leave, your house Cos you think I might be out I'm the one they talkin bout I'm the one who still got the clout Tryin to duck a G But you stuck with me Tryin to fuck with me Try your luck with me Never again my friend You'll be lucky to breath I'm on a mission Revenging Reminicing on my enemies Fate to be For the niggas I smoke Pourin out that henessy It's me Remember me Way back in 88 When niggas was coppin dubs I'm the nigga coppin cakes Bumper to bumper But you stuggle And I might aswell let them know I'm the freshest nigga from the hood Cos i'm federal They hated me Degraded me Till I came back home For my target nigga, what Straight back to the dome You fuckin with a thug Then you might get drugged In a puddle of blood When I roll away Blown away Till I rolled i'll get that bud [Chorus x2] Yeah, bitch ass niggas Yeah, i'm just lettin these motherfuckers know, nigga, I went federal Nigga I was pushin that motherfuckin steel up in motherfuckers neck For this motherfuckin respect Yeah, you know, Chi-Town be the city nigga, 9-1 sickness Pour the motherfuckin hen, represent to the fullest Nigga