Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pop, artist - Roc Marciano. Album song Marcberg, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 03.05.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Marci Enterprises
Song language: English
Pop |
| Set up shop, shop |
| Clear off the block, block |
| If they ain’t with us |
| They’re getting shot, shot |
| That’s how we rock, rock |
| Like it or not, not |
| We run the spot, spot |
| Let’s make it pop |
| Let’s make it pop, pop, pop, pop, nigga, pop, pop |
| Sipping André, watching Scarface |
| With my bitch in Carl’s place |
| Regina called, I waited all day |
| Feet up, she wonder how Cristal taste |
| I flick my ashes in a small vase |
| The phone rang, I took in the hallway |
| «Yo, what’s the word on that bird, ya heard |
| Swerve through and tell me what occurred over herb» |
| We spoke loose and no one overheard |
| «Wally shot Boo in the neck |
| They caught him hopping out the vet |
| In front his momma house with skinny Collette |
| Left him from the nine milly wet, really upset» |
| My whole set’s Naughty By Nature like Vinny and Treach |
| We’re trying to make a penny stretch |
| But back to what happened about the clapping |
| Is he dead? |
| (Yeah) |
| Now all we gotta do is keep the shifts rotating |
| And pray Allah, strays don’t hit kids roller skating |
| The stones get to breaking |
| Now look at all this dough we making |
| Niggas is hating like they worship Satan (damn!) |
| Because I’m bringing home the turkey bacon (yeah!) |
| Set up shop, shop |
| Clear off the block, block |
| If they ain’t with us |
| They’re getting shot, shot |
| That’s how we rock, rock |
| Like it or not, not |
| We run the spot, spot |
| Let’s make it pop |
| Let’s make it pop, pop, pop, pop, nigga, pop, pop |
| Six months blew past fast |
| We’re getting cash |
| Got about a mill in the stash |
| Money in bags |
| Eighty thousand dollar Jags and crabs |
| Flabby abs, eating |
| Wasn’t nobody mad |
| Except for who we moved out |
| Rival crews but survival rules |
| So dudes wanna be cool now |
| I move around |
| With the two pound in my goose down |
| «It's a new Sheriff in town» like Nino Brown |
| Low profile and lock shit down like we know how |
| I’m trying to make my people proud |
| But what’s up with this yelling about us selling |
| Ain’t that foul? |
| (uh huh) (yeah!) |
| Snitches are snitching |
| I play the kitchen, my work is pitching |
| Cutting crack up on dirty dishes |
| Burgundy sixes |
| D’s kicked my shit up off the hinges |
| My run ended, my funds wasn’t apprehended |
| I beat the case, now we’re back in business |
| Fearless |
| Set up shop, shop |
| Clear off the block, block |
| If they ain’t with us |
| They’re getting shot, shot |
| That’s how we rock, rock |
| Like it or not, not |
| We run the spot, spot |
| Let’s make it pop |
| Let’s make it pop, pop, pop, pop, nigga, pop, pop |