Mobb Deep - Cop Hell lyrics

Cop Cop Cop Hell cop Cop Cop Hell
Cop Cop Cop Hell cop Cop Cop Hell

I'm sendin' cops to Cop Hell
(yeah) with gasoline draws
Fuck ya boots and ya bullshit thoughts
I couldn't give a fuck about ya petty annie
I'mma vigilante who stalk every nigga granny
I'mma put so the cops wanna take what I got
But when they try, they gonna get popped in
The motherfucking head
At point blank range I treat
A cop like chump change
And splatter his fucking brain
The insane paragraphs of payin the tax
Shoot on keep a griz 20 for a bag of bugga
You know my style
I gets buck-motherfucking-wild
Rock a cop and put a bitch nigga on trial
So know the smooth, keep my cool
When I peep 'em
Jet on the roof till them fuck death
I don't need 'em
But, then again who does, I didn't stutter
Motherfucker i cut at ya like butter, so
Check my rock and get that ass clocked
Cause of 'round my way all niggas
Do is dream 'bout rocks cop Cop Cop Hell
"Whatcha gonna do when I start
To step to you" co Cop Cop Hell
"Whatcha gonna do when I start
To step to you"

I'mma shoot to kill and bitch-ass
Cops don't get no props
Around my way we buck 'em
Down at the playground
The bitches in blue ain't worth shit, quick
Shorty get his gun and now we on the run
I'm goin all out on a 9 to 5
To kill 'em off till there
Ain't one badge alive
Shorty fillin with a attitude (yeah)
And I be damned if you
Ever find a better dude
Peep it, I'm lettin off five shots
For any five cops
That wanna step up and get that ass drops
And it's on with the
Cops in my neighbourhood
The buck motherfuckers ain't no good
I know a herd cop when I see 'em
Call his bluff if he think he
Tough enough to walk my streets
Or shoot a fair one at 'em one time
Grab his night stick and beat his
Ass down till he's flat line
And now I'm up to my knees in police blood
In the projects, so which cop is next?

Buck 'em down kid
Buck the motherfucker down
Buck 'em down kid
Buck the motherfucker down
Buck 'em down kid
Buck the motherfucker down
Buck 'em down kid bUCK 'EM DOWN
I got a crew of pistol
Bangers that's real live
So welcome to hell, pig
You won't survivelong
Cause I refuse to get locked down
Tried to cuff me up
So I murdered the fuckin clown
Me and my crew is around
The way's most wanted
So step up cop and act like you want it
Little niggga who done it
Cause I was blunted i motherfuckin done him
I keep the cops runnin
Stick 'em up cop or it's a jack
When ya clock
The police academy forgot to teach
You about my block
So if you come back when you best, two
Extra clips and bust ya bulletproof vest too
And that's the way we play kid
Word up send them niggas to hell man

Cop Cop Cop Hell
"Whatcha gonna do when I start
To step to you" cop Cop Cop Hell
"Whatcha gonna do when I start
To step to you"

As I walk the project blocks dro'ned up
Me, Noyd on point for cops
Cause around my way they try
To shut a nigga down
It seems like everytime I turn around
I'm seeing one of my people gettin hemmed up
Easy to run one but there's
A chance of gettin bucked
But fuck, what the hell
Shit is real and that's just how it is
That's how it is
If I would just read in my motherfuckin crib
I threw a blue pack in mad heat
But 5-0 better know click-click that's
How we go in '92
Buck 'em down and all make 'em
Fall to the fuckin floor
Stick to hell you aks why
It ain't hard to figure
Cause they quick to put a gat in a nigga
So this nigga stays with his
Finger on the trigger
Till I say no more, till his deputy fell
Buck 'em in the face and let
'em rot in Cop Hell
Uhu, Cop Hell motherfucker
You know the fuckin flavor check me out
Now check this out man word up fuck that
Word up you know I'm sayin
'92 it's motherfuckin Mobb Deep
So watcha gon do