Testo Troopas - Saviii 3rd
Testo della canzone Troopas (Saviii 3rd), tratta dall'album Troopas
Bitch, I got troopas and they all on my street
All off the shits with no sleep
Load up the pistols then load up the Gs
From the north to the east
They know who they see
Logo keep bustin' B
No confusion, that's all that they with
My troopas troop to the end
Niggas play ball now they gang is no longer nowhere
Won't see 'em often, that's rare
Bitch, I walk anyway on my side
You chip me, you bound to get stripes
No homies, I'm Kobe, I'm lonely
They know I got mine, I'm a trophy
That's dead or alive
Out of control, anybody can go
That's mamas and bros
In the summer it get cold
After school, pretty mole
His innocence gone
Took a life what he taught
It's the life that he chose
All my dogs off the leash, boy, they wild
Can't find no reason to smile
In that Beach where it's deep, he get fouled
.40 Glocks hangin' like Destiny Child
See this set that they reppin', they like to
Protect and make messes soon as you come through
I got goons, I got Rugers and Uzis that
Really be usin', I hope you do too
'Cause it's troopas, it's troopas, it's troopas
It's troopas, it's troopas that really do troop
I got troopas, it's troopas, it's troopas
It's troopas, it's troopas that really do troop
Bitch, I got troopas
.32 Cocked in them truey's
Bro quit, no hope, he might lose it
Just had his daughter, so fuck it, he not tryna do it
Lil' bro goin' through it
I'm so sick, go stupid
He ruthless, he too lit
The set turnt to savage
Got his first action, click-clackin'
Night and day ringin', they peepin'
These hitters no lackin'
These straight pistol playin', no jabbin'
All my homies like brothers for sure
If they say it's on, then it's on
Sixteen years old and it was on with them domes
Crip with them one nines and linens, they gold
Oh, and they all know the face, I'm the boy
Why I sleep with that gauge in the drawer
I'm out renting Rolls, gettin' blunts out in North
Go outside, see a opp block to block, easy score
All my dogs off the leash, boy, they wild
Can't find no reason to smile
In that bitch where it's deep, he get fouled
.40 Glocks hangin' like Destiny Child
See this set that they reppin', they like to
Protect and make messes soon as you come through
I got goons, I got Rugers and Uzis that
Really be usin', I hope you do too
'Cause it's troopas, it's troopas, it's troopas
It's troopas, it's troopas that really do troop
I got troopas, it's troopas, it's troopas
It's troopas, it's troopas that really do troop
Bitch, I got troopas
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Writer(s): Tyrus Washington
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