G.P. - The Coff lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, its that motherf**er GP again n***a And i'm back, lettin these n***as know How a n***a was doin it when he was federal I'm f**in with my n***a Hollis again, yeah fresh out the pen And i'm lettin em know, in the year 2001, it's on [Chorus X2] G-P, nothin soft, known to break em off And i'll blast em, in the neck, for respect and make em cough b**h a** motherf**in n***as Coughin up the blood and now they figure [Verse 1] It's the N-O-T-O-R, O-U-G And i'll blast that a** With the shank, don't need no uzi Tryin to do me, a true G But i'm not Jimmy Walker With the blade, I get to be played I'll leave your b**h a** coughin Up the blood You f**in with a blood Fresh out the pen But it went back on my violation Had to blast that n***a again Cos these b**h a** n***as can't fade me Cos I push that steel like i'm crazy Tryin to play me For the weed and the keys and the jeep I'll go nuts Gotta cut your punk a** open Cos I gotta deal with them guts Got me, blood, so tough f**in with a k**a n***a from the Heights With a professional k**a, n***a Who quick with that knife But on the street I pack that heat, yes i'm G-P An O-G But the DPA got k**a n***as tryin to see me And bleed me For some sh** I did 10 years ago I got n***as tryin to see me now Back then I was 10 years old [Chorus X2] [Verse 2] Fools hearts is pumpin Cos my pump is pumpin And they scared of me They say, I k** for the thrill Got your b**h a** scared to breath Scared to leave, your house Cos you think I might be out I'm the one they talkin bout I'm the one who still got the clout Tryin to duck a G But you stuck with me Tryin to f** with me Try your luck with me Never again my friend You'll be lucky to breath I'm on a mission Revenging Reminicing on my enemies Fate to be For the n***as I smoke Pourin out that henessy It's me Remember me Way back in 88 When n***as was coppin dubs I'm the n***a coppin cakes Bumper to bumper But you stuggle And I might aswell let them know I'm the freshest n***a from the hood Cos i'm federal They hated me Degraded me Till I came back home For my target n***a, what Straight back to the dome You f**in with a thug Then you might get drugged In a puddle of blood When I roll away Blown away Till I rolled i'll get that bud [Chorus X2] Yeah, b**h a** n***as Yeah, i'm just lettin these motherf**ers know, n***a, I went federal n***a I was pushin that motherf**in steel up in motherf**ers neck For this motherf**in respect Yeah, you know, Chi-Town be the city n***a, 9-1 sickness Pour the motherf**in hen, represent to the fullest n***a