Ol’ Dirty Bastard - Pop Shots lyrics
[Ol’ Dirty Bastard - Pop Shots lyrics]
Rest in peace, Ol' Dirty
"See my name is the ODB"
"The-the-the-the-the Ol' Dirty Bastard"
"Wu Tang, Wu Tang, Wu Tang, Wu Tang"
"Roc-a-Fella, Roc-a-Fella, Roc-a-Fella
Roc-a-Fella" "Wu Tang, Wu Tang"
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
'86 was the year that it started
Crack hit the states
And my hood got to poppin'
Back then, you had to catch it with narcotics
Without a doubt
Brooklyn had the hardest projects
Nowadays, if a nigga say you got it
You be sitting in the county
With like 3 or 4 charges
Young when started, but I had a talent
To get this package up
Cuz I took it as a challenge
The older niggas game me much as I can handle
Cop the eagle
Started jackin' with the green
New Balance shit
I'm feelin' clean, I was only thirteen
With the heavy starch, on my Bugle Boy Jeans
My name's spelled right on
My four finger ring
It was Dirt then, cuz McGirt you ain't seen
"The Ol' Dirty Bastard" "Rollin"
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
Toe to toe, I scrap with the best
If I spit ten rhymes, nigga
Nine gon' connect
If you ain't feelin' 1 or 2, I respect
Cuz I probably just forgot
And wrote it strictly for my set
Wu Tang, man I love my set
Niggas comin' up here
This is where the G's at
Look here, more money, more problems, my ass
You'se a naive cat, if
You still believe that, for real
That's a trick to try to
Keep you where you at all content
While niggas ridin' Bentley's and Maybach
Think I'mma lay back, playa, forget it
First hundred G's, I see, nigga
I'm tryin' to flip it
And that's some real shit, not just a lyric
Drop a couple open cases, not too specific
Niggas out here tryin' to
Prove whose the realest it's ok to pop shit
But come a little different
"Tell 'em who the fuck I be" "The ODB"
"Tell 'em who the fuck I be"
"The-the-the Ol' Dirty Bastard"
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
"Wu Tang, Wu Tang, Wu Tang, Wu Tang"
"Roc-a-Fella, Roc-a-Fella, Roc-a-Fella
Roc-a-Fella" "Wu Tang, Wu Tang"
"See my name is the ODB"
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
"See my name is the ODB"
"The-the-the-the-the Ol' Dirty Bastard"
"Wu Tang, Wu Tang, Wu Tang, Wu Tang"
"Roc-a-Fella, Roc-a-Fella, Roc-a-Fella
Roc-a-Fella" "Wu Tang, Wu Tang"
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
'86 was the year that it started
Crack hit the states
And my hood got to poppin'
Back then, you had to catch it with narcotics
Without a doubt
Brooklyn had the hardest projects
Nowadays, if a nigga say you got it
You be sitting in the county
With like 3 or 4 charges
Young when started, but I had a talent
To get this package up
Cuz I took it as a challenge
The older niggas game me much as I can handle
Cop the eagle
Started jackin' with the green
New Balance shit
I'm feelin' clean, I was only thirteen
With the heavy starch, on my Bugle Boy Jeans
My name's spelled right on
My four finger ring
It was Dirt then, cuz McGirt you ain't seen
"The Ol' Dirty Bastard" "Rollin"
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
Toe to toe, I scrap with the best
If I spit ten rhymes, nigga
Nine gon' connect
If you ain't feelin' 1 or 2, I respect
Cuz I probably just forgot
And wrote it strictly for my set
Wu Tang, man I love my set
Niggas comin' up here
This is where the G's at
Look here, more money, more problems, my ass
You'se a naive cat, if
You still believe that, for real
That's a trick to try to
Keep you where you at all content
While niggas ridin' Bentley's and Maybach
Think I'mma lay back, playa, forget it
First hundred G's, I see, nigga
I'm tryin' to flip it
And that's some real shit, not just a lyric
Drop a couple open cases, not too specific
Niggas out here tryin' to
Prove whose the realest it's ok to pop shit
But come a little different
"Tell 'em who the fuck I be" "The ODB"
"Tell 'em who the fuck I be"
"The-the-the Ol' Dirty Bastard"
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
"Wu Tang, Wu Tang, Wu Tang, Wu Tang"
"Roc-a-Fella, Roc-a-Fella, Roc-a-Fella
Roc-a-Fella" "Wu Tang, Wu Tang"
"See my name is the ODB"
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I poppppppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts
As I po-a-opppppppp, shotttttttttttttttttts