Opp Stoppa

Am
  Shh, shh, sheesh
Am
  Ayy, ayy, ayy, all these pancake 
ass brothers, weird ass brothers, 
man

Like, what are all these brothers 
talkin' 'bout?
Am
  Ice cream ass brothers

Ayy (Ayy, sheesh)


[Verse]
         Am
I keep a rocket in my pocket, socket
 called a pocket rocket
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        Am
If it's war, we ain't playin' games,
 girl, we get it started
        Am
I'm the man, clip it, keep a 
hundred, brother, I'm a gunner
          Am
When it's beef, we ain't playin' 
games, we hit you and yo' mama
          Am
Know that choppa, that's that oppa 
stoppa, hit you and your pops
          Am
I fell in love with all this stupid 
money, you in love with drama
        Am
Say-say baby, I'm not Sosa, baby, 
but I keep a llama
      Am
Gonna pull up in a new i8, you 
ridin' in a Honda
          Am
All these tattoos on my rocking 
body, she say I'm a hottie
         Am
Why your girlfriend always wanna 
screw me, wanna touch my body?
       Am
We got all type of stupid guns, 
might even have a Tommy
    Am
I remember them days in the jail, 
still free my brother Rodney
         Am
And free Chris though, 'member we 
was bouncin' out with .44's
  Am
A brother keep it silent, in L.A., I
 keep a clip, though
       Am
'Cause no, I can't be lackin' in 
these streets, I keep a big pole
    Am
And I can't have no brotha with me 
if they gon' snitch on us