cop hell

cop cop cop hell

i'm sendin' cops to cop hell with gasoline draws

fuck ya boots and ya bullshit thoughts

i couldn't give a fuck about ya petty annie

i'ma vigil annie who stalk every nigga granny

i'ma put all the cops will they take what i got

but when they try

they gonna get bucked in the motherfucking head

at point blank range i treat a cop like chump change

it's gladder than fuckin great

the insane paragraphs of payin the tax

shoot on

keep a griz.20 for a bag of bugga

you know my style i gets buck-motherfucking-wild

rock a cop and put a bitch nigga on trial

so know the smooth

keep my cool

when i peep 'em

jet on the roof till them fuck death

i don't need 'em

but

then again who does

i didn't stutter

motherfucker

i cut at ya like butter

so

check my rock and get that ass clocked

cause of 'round my way all niggaz do is dream 'bout rocks

cop cop cop hell

whatcha gonna do when i start to step to you"