Cops and Robbers

* first two verses are off B.G.`s "Niggaz `N Trouble"<br><br>Yeah, spinning been on these niggas.<br>It`s World War.<br>Yeah, I send this out to my nigga.<br>Wherever you are.<br>We still ain`t nothin but some niggas in trouble, ya heard me?<br>Feel it, uh, yeah.<br>It`s World War nigga.<br>It`s like a deadly game.<br>And me and my niggas in it to win it, ya heard me?<br>World War nigga.<br>Check it.<br><br>Feel the wrath of a soulja, the Crescent City Jesus<br>I pack a tre deuce, got a army bout the size of Babe Ruth<br>To hit em, rugged even if it`s unplugged for thug lifers<br>We be the niggas leavin` slugs in ya crime cipher<br>We got the town locked <br>with underground stock around clock workers to serve us<br>Responsible for many murders<br>We left your town with all the gold pieces<br>Shoot the Sheriff to assure my family`s convict releases<br>Pay the witnesses to hold they breath,<br>Non cooperation is only death, and no this ain`t a phony Tec<br>I`m in a limo full of blow niggas<br>But I`m never high cause a leader gotta be up on his toes nigga<br>A trail of cops is followin` we start to swallowin` the evidentials<br>Keep supplier`s name confidential<br>The crooked cops started buckin` at us<br>I made a turn to a dead end, but froze cuz the cops had us<br>I grab the Tec and started buckin` back<br>Cuz I`d rather take half the force out before they pump a slug in Mac<br>The head shot took me under<br>I fell on my back, the last scene is his pale face and badge number<br><br>It`s like a deadly game of cops and robbers<br>The niggas who unload first be the survivors<br>The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety<br>I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers<br>It`s like a deadly game of cops and robbers<br>The niggas who unload first be the survivors<br>The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety<br>I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers<br><br>T-Shirts and white caprices, my Daddy used to call him Johnny<br>I never thought them snake muthafuckas would be behind me<br>They took a shot nearly blind me<br>My eyes rolled like a zombie, my life started seemin` timely<br>I can`t believe it, Officer Friendly, he put a slug in lil` McKinley<br>I`ll be a memory, shit I ain`t havin` it<br>Fightin` for my life, the reapers grabbin` it<br>Just enough strength to pull the trigga once more<br>I hit his cabbage and he dropped like the Value Jet<br>I heard a nigga say he wasn`t dead yet, they should have never said that<br>My life came back, like some supernatural shit<br>I stood up, and took the bullets they was hittin` me with<br>Grab the dead cocked glock out the holster<br>Pointed at the rest of them and said muthafuckers I`m a soulja<br>You can`t kill me, they said we`ll see<br>I said nigga feel me, and hit em with the nine milli, ya heard me<br>I took my vest off, and threw it on the pavement<br>You never see the Mac`s assassination<br><br>You motherfuckers.<br>And that`s how it is in 99.<br>It`s just World War against these motherfucking cops.<br>Feel it.<br><br>It`s like a deadly game of cops and robbers<br>The niggas who unload first be the survivors<br>The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety<br>I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers<br>It`s like a deadly game of cops and robbers<br>The niggas who unload first be the survivors<br>The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety<br>I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers<br><br>It`s the year twenty hundred, the devil`s still running<br>Money is done with, we only sold get your gun shit<br>You either ballin or you starvin, tombstones in the mystic coffin<br>On top of that we living in New Orleans<br>Yet I`m trying to make something shake<br>The only thing between me and my cake is Fake Jake<br>But it get trifer<br>If I escape then its cool but if not, <br>looking at a lifer, that`s hard to cipher<br>Cause I ain`t trying to hear put no chip in my wrist<br>I`d rather drink shit and eat piss, it`s that serious<br>So get the phone, call my nigga Joe<br>Pray for me fore I go, running up in the store<br>Should I die following my big collection of dough<br>Tell my niggas that I didn`t die poor you know<br>Old sucka John ass copper, trailing me in the helicopter<br>I cocked back, went to busting at the chopper<br>It must have been my niggas blessing, cause I got away without requesting<br>But thugs never learn their lesson<br>I`m strictly into banks, fuck blacks, they ain`t got shit<br>I`m running with an ex cop and an ex locksmith nigga<br><br>It`s like a deadly game of cops and robbers<br>The niggas who unload first be the survivors<br>The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety<br>I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers<br>It`s like a deadly game of cops and robbers<br>The niggas who unload first be the survivors<br>The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety<br>I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers<br><br>Y`all know.