Pop Pop Lyrics

Pop pop, piggity pop pop pop pop
Pop pop, piggity pop pop pop pop
Pop pop, piggity pop pop pop pop
Pop pop, piggity pop pop pop pop

Can you hear my battle cry can you look me in the eye
Did you feel the heat when I let these caps, crackel in the sky
Dont get caught in the blood shower don't die as no coward
The night is mine cause I was born in the midnight hour
Never shoulder let my hate for this world develop see
Now I gives less than a fuck it's time to raise the hell of guns
Blast piggity (POP POP POP) crash the day
It's the season of the head hunter chop chop head check
Hypocondriac insomniac im reachin in my nutsack
Nigga fuck that bust at me I bust back
Once I get out this coma come up out this meditation
I'ma start chasin' niggas down with retaliation
N to the A-T-A-S back up in this bitch hell yes
What you hearin' ain't no fuckin' test, so say farewell to the best
Body count im down since D-A-1 cause murders fun
My shotgun said freeze em till they's numb

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Pop pop, piggity pop pop pop pop
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Pop pop, piggity pop pop
I dont give a fuck if yous a motherfuckin cop
Whats up now nigga finger on the trigger
Boom boom, Gravedigga, body bag zipper
You aint shit bitch you gonna die
Made my mama cry you murdered my brother why?
Seens ya in the squad car pop that bitch up
Bullets went through ya head now doctors cant stitch you up
I'm comin to the hospital critical condition
I know you on life support so now I'm on a mission
Grab the ski mask and the foe foe mag
Nigga I wont rest until you pissin in a bag
You killed my brother and now I'm gonna kill you
He won't R.I.P until these slugs fill you
Room 2-1-2 im sendin' yo ass to hell
Pop demons in head and watch his body turn pale

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Pop pop, piggity pop pop pop pop
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Pop the pill cock the steel
I got the skill to kill I'm from detroit like grant hill
You all alone nigga tonight its on nigga
I got the chrome and I'm bustin to your dome nigga
Pop pop, pop nigga pop so you
Drop drop, drop nigga drop got that
Blood clot, hole in your head chatty
Ass nigga I'll be glad when you dead once I
Get to squeezin' and my resons a revolver
My problem solver so tell your mama saiyonara
Wada,da dang,wad da da da dang
HEY?
Listen to my glock go pop pop, and I like that
The way your blood be spillin up dishing up on the concrete so fast
Never let me see you tripping cause I'm down to blast in ya ass
And I got that glock cocked with my finger on the trigger right now
And I know my homie woulder done the same for me so now I must pow!

Pop pop, piggity pop pop pop pop
Pop pop, piggity pop pop pop pop
Pop pop, piggity pop pop pop pop
Pop pop, piggity pop pop pop pop

(Thanks to Slug, for these lyrics)