G.P.

G.P. - The Coff lyrics

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[Intro]

Yeah, its that motherfucker GP again nigga

And i'm back, lettin these niggas know

how a nigga was doin it when he was federal

I'm fuckin with my nigga Hollis again, yeah fresh out the pen

And i'm lettin em know, in the year 2001, it's on

[Chorus x2]

G-P, nothin soft, known to break em off

And i'll blast em, in the neck, for respect and make em cough

Bitch ass motherfuckin niggas

Coughin up the blood and now they figure

[Verse 1]

It's the N-O-T-O-R, O-U-G

And i'll blast that ass

With the shank, don't need no uzi

Tryin to do me, a true G

But i'm not Jimmy Walker

With the blade, I get to be played

I'll leave your bitch ass coughin

Up the blood

You fuckin with a blood

Fresh out the pen

But it went back on my violation

Had to blast that nigga again

Cos these bitch ass niggas can't fade me

Cos I push that steel like i'm crazy

Tryin to play me

For the weed and the keys and the jeep

I'll go nuts

Gotta cut your punk ass open

Cos I gotta deal with them guts

Got me, blood, so tough

Fuckin with a killa nigga from the Heights

With a professional killa, nigga

Who quick with that knife

But on the street

I pack that heat, yes i'm G-P

An O-G

But the DPA got killa niggas tryin to see me

And bleed me

For some shit I did 10 years ago

I got niggas tryin to see me now

Back then I was 10 years old

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2]

Fools hearts is pumpin

Cos my pump is pumpin

And they scared of me

They say, I kill for the thrill

Got your bitch ass scared to breath

Scared to leave, your house

Cos you think I might be out

I'm the one they talkin bout

I'm the one who still got the clout

Tryin to duck a G

But you stuck with me

Tryin to fuck with me

Try your luck with me

Never again my friend

You'll be lucky to breath

I'm on a mission

Revenging

Reminicing on my enemies

Fate to be

For the niggas I smoke

Pourin out that henessy

It's me

Remember me

Way back in 88

When niggas was coppin dubs

I'm the nigga coppin cakes

Bumper to bumper

But you stuggle

And I might aswell let them know

I'm the freshest nigga from the hood

Cos i'm federal

They hated me

Degraded me

Till I came back home

For my target nigga, what

Straight back to the dome

You fuckin with a thug

Then you might get drugged

In a puddle of blood

When I roll away

Blown away

Till I rolled i'll get that bud

[Chorus x2]

Yeah, bitch ass niggas

Yeah, i'm just lettin these motherfuckers know, nigga, I went federal

Nigga I was pushin that motherfuckin steel up in motherfuckers neck

For this motherfuckin respect

Yeah, you know, Chi-Town be the city nigga, 9-1 sickness

Pour the motherfuckin hen, represent to the fullest

Nigga

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