Pop Pop

[Chorus 4x] Pop, pop, piggity, pop, pop, pop, pop [Mastamind] 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 Don't 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, I'm reaching 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 chasing, niggas down with retaliation N to tha A-T-A-S back up in this bitch, hell yes What you hearing ain't no fucking test, so say farewell to the best Body count I'm down since D-A-1 cause murders fun My shotgun said freeze 'em till they's numb [Chorus 4x] [T-N-T] Pop, pop, piggity, pop, pop I don't give a fuck if you's a motherfucking cop What's up now nigga finger on the trigger Boom, boom, gravedigger, body bag zipper You ain't shit bitch you gonna die Made my mama cry you murdered my brother why? Seen's ya in the squad car pop that bitch up Bullets went through ya head now doctors can't stitch you up I'm coming 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 won't rest until you pissing in a bag You killed my brother and now I'm gonna kill you He won't rest in peace until these slugs fill you Room 2-1-2, I'm sending yo ass to hell Pop demons in head and watch his body turn pale [Chorus 4x] [Esham] Pop, the pill, cock the steel I got the skill to kill I'm from Detroit like grant hill You all alone nigga tonight it's on nigga I got the chrome and I'm busting 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 squeezing and my reasons 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 spilling up dishing up on the concrete so fast Never let me see you tripping cause I'm down to blast in your ass And I got that Glock cocked with my finger on the trigger right now And I know my homie woulda done the same for me so now I must pow (Chorus x4)