Troopers Lyrics by Jay Rock
Cardo got wings…
[Hook/Chorus]
There’s work on the phone
Tell my mama that I may not make it home
Me and my troopers
Hopping in this bitch, popping in this bitch
Me and my troopers
Hopping in this bitch, popping in this bitch
Me and my troopers
I said there’s work on the phone
Somebody tell my mama I may not make it home
Me and my troopers
Hopping in this bitch, popping in this bitch
Me and my troopers
Hopping in this bitch, popping in this bitch
Me and my troopers
[Bridge]
If that’s your real nigga, he gon’ slide for you
If that’s your real nigga, he gon’ die for you
You ain’t gotta question when it’s (?)
Just point me in the direction when it’s action
[Verse 1]
Day ones in the sandbox
From (?) into the padlocks
To burners in the stashbox
Your whole hood – mascots
My whole hood – mad Watts
That’s gang, gang, gang
We politic, on missions
Don’t hang, hang, hang
We got bad bitches, too hoe
And they blast bitches, too hoe
And they shoot the (?), too hoe
We can take it there, too hoe
Niggas win some and lose some
Just way half on the new drum (?)
Summer time is over, too hoe
Double back when the news come
[Bridge]
There’s work on the phone
Tell my mama that I may not make it home
Me and my troopers
Hopping in this bitch, popping in this bitch
Me and my troopers
Hopping in this bitch, popping in this bitch
Me and my troopers
I said there’s work on the phone
Somebody tell my mama I may not make it home
Me and my troopers
Hopping in this bitch, popping in this bitch
Me and my troopers
Hopping in this bitch, popping in this bitch
Me and my troopers
[Verse 2]
Back door, back though
Eastside we go back door
What you wanna act for
You get what you ask for
Ballin in the game now
Eastside we go back door
(?) is the same now
Motherfucking task force
Came up and I win back
Changed up, never did that
If it’s take off, yeah I did that
Blew a half a mil, yeah I did that
On (?) girl, is you with that?
Ten toes on the pavement
Sell your soul, (?)
Shacked up like a cavemen
[Bridge]
Troopers all day
Secure the bag
We plant the flags
So what we on next?
What we on next?
Rock bottom, from the (?)
Hand guns on (?) speed
R.I.P. to my dead homies
Loyalty is all we need, yeah
[Hook/Chorus]
There’s work on the phone
Tell my mama that I may not make it home
Me and my troopers
Hopping in this bitch, popping in this bitch
Me and my troopers
Hopping in this bitch, popping in this bitch
Me and my troopers
I said there’s work on the phone
Somebody tell my mama I may not make it home
Me and my troopers
Hopping in this bitch, popping in this bitch
Me and my troopers
Hopping in this bitch, popping in this bitch
Me and my troopers
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