Mac - Cops Robbers LYRICS

* first two verses are off b.g.s "niggaz n trouble"



Yeah, spinning been on these niggas.

Its world war.

Yeah, I send this out to my nigga.

Wherever you are.

We still aint nothin but some niggas in trouble, ya heard me?

Feel it, uh, yeah.

Its world war nigga.

Its like a deadly game.

And me and my niggas in it to win it, ya heard me?

World war nigga.

Check it.



Feel the wrath of a soulja, the crescent city jesus

I pack a tre deuce, got a army bout the size of babe ruth

To hit em, rugged even if its unplugged for thug lifers

We be the niggas leavin slugs in ya crime cipher

We got the town locked

With underground stock around clock workers to serve us

Responsible for many murders

We left your town with all the gold pieces

Shoot the sheriff to assure my familys convict releases

Pay the witnesses to hold they breath,

Non cooperation is only death, and no this aint a phony tec

Im in a limo full of blow niggas

But Im never high cause a leader gotta be up on his toes nigga

A trail of cops is followin we start to swallowin the evidentials

Keep suppliers name confidential

The crooked cops started buckin at us

I made a turn to a dead end, but froze cuz the cops had us

I grab the tec and started buckin back

Cuz Id rather take half the force out before they pump a slug in mac

The head shot took me under

I fell on my back, the last scene is his pale face and badge number



Its like a deadly game of cops and robbers

The niggas who unload first be the survivors

The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety

I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers

Its like a deadly game of cops and robbers

The niggas who unload first be the survivors

The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety

I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers



T-shirts and white caprices, my daddy used to call him johnny

I never thought them snake muthafuckas would be behind me

They took a shot nearly blind me

My eyes rolled like a zombie, my life started seemin timely

I cant believe it, officer friendly, he put a slug in lil mckinley

Ill be a memory, shit I aint havin it

Fightin for my life, the reapers grabbin it

Just enough strength to pull the trigga once more

I hit his cabbage and he dropped like the value jet

I heard a nigga say he wasnt dead yet, they should have never said that

My life came back, like some supernatural shit

I stood up, and took the bullets they was hittin me with

Grab the dead cocked glock out the holster

Pointed at the rest of them and said muthafuckers Im a soulja

You cant kill me, they said well see

I said nigga feel me, and hit em with the nine milli, ya heard me

I took my vest off, and threw it on the pavement

You never see the macs assassination



You motherfuckers.

And thats how it is in 99.

Its just world war against these motherfucking cops.

Feel it.



Its like a deadly game of cops and robbers

The niggas who unload first be the survivors

The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety

I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers

Its like a deadly game of cops and robbers

The niggas who unload first be the survivors

The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety

I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers



Its the year twenty hundred, the devils still running

Money is done with, we only sold get your gun shit

You either ballin or you starvin, tombstones in the mystic coffin

On top of that we living in new orleans

Yet Im trying to make something shake

The only thing between me and my cake is fake jake

But it get trifer

If I escape then its cool but if not,

Looking at a lifer, thats hard to cipher

Cause I aint trying to hear put no chip in my wrist

Id rather drink shit and eat piss, its that serious

So get the phone, call my nigga joe

Pray for me fore I go, running up in the store

Should I die following my big collection of dough

Tell my niggas that I didnt die poor you know

Old sucka john ass copper, trailing me in the helicopter

I cocked back, went to busting at the chopper

It must have been my niggas blessing, cause I got away without requesting

But thugs never learn their lesson

Im strictly into banks, fuck blacks, they aint got shit

Im running with an ex cop and an ex locksmith nigga



Its like a deadly game of cops and robbers

The niggas who unload first be the survivors

The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety

I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers

Its like a deadly game of cops and robbers

The niggas who unload first be the survivors

The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety

I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers



Yall know.