Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Go Cop Whateva , by - The Jacka. Release date: 17.04.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Go Cop Whateva |
| Verse one first there’s not a safety on my gun |
| For the safety of my daughter and my son |
| Who gotta father on the run |
| Still hustlin |
| Gotta leave em with something |
| Still young and thuggin |
| Bustin hammers after a function |
| Get that shit on camera |
| Na dudes we gon be stuntin |
| The boys come and roll da window up |
| Act like nutin |
| We from the bay A R E A nigga |
| We got straps smokin fat so don’t roll with us |
| If you scared of the high speed |
| Or the ice streets |
| So cold you need minks |
| Racin niggas for pinks |
| Watching tv seein AP gettin tatted on ink |
| Who told me never sleep |
| Matter fact never blink |
| I’m always in to my neck but I never sink |
| At the burl like young furl rest in peace |
| That’s the nigga get yo scrill |
| Cause you are the streets |
| Ya feel? |
| Got weed coke hop whateva |
| It’s the game where crooks come together |
| Get rich and go cop whateva |
| It’s the shit but don’t cross me neva |
| I don’t think you like hanging round me |
| I smoke too much |
| Ain’t scared to buss |
| I jus poured the four in my cup |
| All the hoes just trying to get fucked |
| Seven trey cuts sittin way up |
| I buss the scale then weigh it up |
| Park in the cuts wait on jugs |
| Wait for cause then wait on hus |
| After that my day is up |
| All day I’m with da shit |
| Cranberry drippin off my whip |
| Hit the liquor store for a fifth |
| 99 cent bag of chips |
| P black drippin off that six |
| Black g5 26 inch |
| Rims under that bitch |
| Sometimes I wonder why we rich |
| And I pop bottles on the strip |
| Smoking purp no matter what |
| 40 cals that knock out chunks |
| Let my young niggas knock out chumps |
| Ya them yung niggas knock out fronts |
| And I’m standing there smokin blunts |
| Could’ve stopped but fuck you punks |