The Jacka - Go Cop Whatever lyrics

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[Verse 1:]

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?

[Hook:]

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 [x2]

[Verse 2:]

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

[Hook]