Opp Stoppa

Am
  Shh, shh, sheesh
Am
  Ayy, ayy, ayy, all these pancake ass brothers, weird ass brothers, man
Like, what are all these brothers talkin' 'bout?
Am
  Ice cream ass brothers
Ayy (Ayy, sheesh)

         Am
I keep a rocket in my pocket, socket called a pocket rocket
        Am
If it's war, we ain't playin' games, girl, we get it started
        Am
I'm the man, clip it, keep a hundred, brother, I'm a gunner
          Am
When it's beef, we ain't playin' games, we hit you and yo' mama
          Am
Know that choppa, that's that oppa stoppa, hit you and your pops
          Am
I fell in love with all this stupid money, you in love with drama
        Am
Say-say baby, I'm not Sosa, baby, but I keep a llama
      Am
Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin' in a Honda
          Am
All these tattoos on my rocking body, she say I'm a hottie
         Am
Why your girlfriend always wanna screw me, wanna touch my body?
       Am
We got all type of stupid guns, might even have a Tommy
    Am
I remember them days in the jail, still free my brother Rodney
         Am
And free Chris though, 'member we was bouncin' out with .44's
  Am
A brother keep it silent, in L.A., I keep a clip, though
       Am
'Cause no, I can't be lackin' in these streets, I keep a big pole
    Am
And I can't have no brotha with me if they gon' snitch on us

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