Project Pat - Nigga Got Popped lyrics
[Project Pat - Nigga Got Popped lyrics]
This nigga got popped, this nigga got drowned
This nigga got found on the
Other side of town
Wit' a whole lotta bullets in his head
In his head
Wit' a whole lotta bullets in his head
In his head
This nigga got popped, this nigga got drowned
This nigga got found on the
Other side of town
Wit' a whole lotta bullets in his head
In his head
Wit' a whole lotta bullets in his head
In his head
It was New Year's Eve
I was kickin' it wit' Gangsta
Fred, outta North Memphis on another ca-per
Fresh like the D mayne look like we on ki's
Eyes like a Chinese, we was on some trees
P's and our Q's, what us true's, niggas be's
On really from the hood
Know a jackin' can happ-on
Ain't, no surprise when them pistols
Get to poppin' off
Ain't, no surprise when them choppers
Get to choppin' off
Could be alive once the drama
Get to hoppin' off
Whip ya up like cream then mayne
Blow ya toppin' off
Made a left on Chelsea Ave
Pulled in to Russell sto'
See my nigga Boo, conin', on his hustle flow
My nigga said, he got robbed, young skulls
Pulled a jack
Say he had twelve rocks, and was low
On his cash
Had a case pendin', so that took
All his stash
Said he might, have to gon', pull
Out the gun and mask
Ask "where I get the tools?"
Eyes lookin' kinda shady
Smelled liquor on his breath, then he upped
A 380 tone to my dome, life flashin'
'cross my eyeballs grabbed for the gun
Right before he let a round off
Fred dropped the beer
Of the nine comin' out the sto'
Shot him in the side
Then the fool let the pistol go
Leakin' like a faucet he done
Ran off in the night for this nigga's death
I was fiendin' like a hype
It's been seven days
We done caught up wit' the punk
In the very same spot
Duct taped him in the trunk
In a Grand Marquis, stolen, rental car
Headed 55-South, then we exit on lamar
Sucker tried to resist, wanna squash it
Nigga please
Me and Fred threw him in the trunk
Bullets in his knees
I could squeeze, mercy in, but it's
Principalities
Maybe mama can forgive but you did this to me
Mayne these streets, it can get
Real wicked in the south
Nigga tried to take me out
Now my 40's in his mouth
Blew the back, out his
Skull, where it dropped, where he lay
South memphis police found his
Body very next day
This nigga got found on the
Other side of town
Wit' a whole lotta bullets in his head
In his head
Wit' a whole lotta bullets in his head
In his head
This nigga got popped, this nigga got drowned
This nigga got found on the
Other side of town
Wit' a whole lotta bullets in his head
In his head
Wit' a whole lotta bullets in his head
In his head
It was New Year's Eve
I was kickin' it wit' Gangsta
Fred, outta North Memphis on another ca-per
Fresh like the D mayne look like we on ki's
Eyes like a Chinese, we was on some trees
P's and our Q's, what us true's, niggas be's
On really from the hood
Know a jackin' can happ-on
Ain't, no surprise when them pistols
Get to poppin' off
Ain't, no surprise when them choppers
Get to choppin' off
Could be alive once the drama
Get to hoppin' off
Whip ya up like cream then mayne
Blow ya toppin' off
Made a left on Chelsea Ave
Pulled in to Russell sto'
See my nigga Boo, conin', on his hustle flow
My nigga said, he got robbed, young skulls
Pulled a jack
Say he had twelve rocks, and was low
On his cash
Had a case pendin', so that took
All his stash
Said he might, have to gon', pull
Out the gun and mask
Ask "where I get the tools?"
Eyes lookin' kinda shady
Smelled liquor on his breath, then he upped
A 380 tone to my dome, life flashin'
'cross my eyeballs grabbed for the gun
Right before he let a round off
Fred dropped the beer
Of the nine comin' out the sto'
Shot him in the side
Then the fool let the pistol go
Leakin' like a faucet he done
Ran off in the night for this nigga's death
I was fiendin' like a hype
It's been seven days
We done caught up wit' the punk
In the very same spot
Duct taped him in the trunk
In a Grand Marquis, stolen, rental car
Headed 55-South, then we exit on lamar
Sucker tried to resist, wanna squash it
Nigga please
Me and Fred threw him in the trunk
Bullets in his knees
I could squeeze, mercy in, but it's
Principalities
Maybe mama can forgive but you did this to me
Mayne these streets, it can get
Real wicked in the south
Nigga tried to take me out
Now my 40's in his mouth
Blew the back, out his
Skull, where it dropped, where he lay
South memphis police found his
Body very next day