Jay Rock - Troopers lyrics

[Jay Rock - Troopers lyrics]

Cardo got wings

It's work on the phone
Tell my mama that I might not make it home
Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch
Poppin' in this bitch
Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch
Poppin' in this bitch me and my troopers
I said it's work on the phone
Somebody tell my mama I might
Not make it home
Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch
Poppin' in this bitch
Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch
Poppin' in this bitch me and my troopers

If that's your real nigga
He gon' slide for you
If that's your real nigga
He gon' die for you
You ain't gotta question when it's brackin'
Just point me in the
Direction when it's action
Day ones in the sandbox
From breakin' through them padlocks
To burners in the stashbox
Your whole hood mascots
My whole hood mad Watts, that's gang, gang
Gang
We politic, on missions, don't hang, hang
Hang we got bad bitches too, huh
And they blast bitches too, huh
And they shoot the fair one too, huh
We can take it there too, huh
Niggas win some and lose some
Just went half on a new drum
Summertime is overdue huh
Double back when the news come

It's work on the phone
Tell my mama that I might not make it home
Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch
Poppin' in this bitch
Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch
Poppin' in this bitch me and my troopers
I said it's work on the phone
Somebody tell my mama I might
Not make it home
Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch
Poppin' in this bitch
Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch
Poppin' in this bitch me and my troopers

Back door, back door, East Side
We go back door what you wanna act for? You
Get what you ask for
Ballin' in the game now, East Side
We go back door
(East Side, East Side, East Side, East Side
East Side) nothing is the same now
Motherfuck the task force
Came up and I went back, changed up
Never did that
If it's taped off, yeah I did that
Blew a half a mil', yeah, i did that
On the blade, girl
Is you with that? Ten toes on the pavement
Sell your soul in the Days Inn
Shacked up like a caveman
Troopers on deck, secure the bag
We plant the flags
So what we on next? What we on next?
Rock bottom from the NG's
Handguns on the ten speed
RIP to my dead homies, loyalty
Is all we need, yeah

It's work on the phone
Tell my mama that I might not make it home
Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch
Poppin' in this bitch
Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch
Poppin' in this bitch me and my troopers
I said it's work on the phone
Somebody tell my mama I might
Not make it home
Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch
Poppin' in this bitch
Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch
Poppin' in this bitch me and my troopers

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