Natas - Pop Pop lyrics

(Chorus) Pop Pop piggity pop pop pop pop (x4) (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 shoulda let my hate for this world develop see Now I gives less than a f** 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 reachin in my nutsack n***a f** that bust at me I bust back Once I get out this coma come up out this meditation Ima start chasin n***as down with retaliation N to tha a-t-a-s back up in this b**h hell yes What you hearin ain't no f**in test, so say farewell to the best Body count I'm down since d-a 1 cause murders fun My shot gun said freeze em till theys numb (Chorus x4) (TNT) Pop pop, piggity pop pop I don't give a f** if yous a motha f**in cop What's up now n***a finger on the trigger Boom boom grave digger body bag zipper You ain't sh** b**h you gonna die Made my mama cry you murdered my brother why? Seens ya in the squad car pop that b**h up Bullets went through ya head now doctors can't stitch you up I'm comin 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 n***a I won't rest until you pissin in a bag You kiolled my brotha and now I'm gonna k** you He won't rest in peace until these slugs fill you Room 212 I'm sendin yo a** to hell Pop demons in head and watch his body turn pale (Chorus x4) (Esham) Pop the pill co*k the steel I got the sk** to k** I'm from detroit like grant hill You all alone n***a tonight it's on n***a I got the chrome and I'm bustin to your dome n***a Pop pop, pop n***a pop so you Drop drop, drop n***a drop got that Blood clot hole in your head chatty Ass n***a I'll be glad when you dead once I Get to squeezin and my resons 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 spillin up dishin up on the concrete so fast Never let me see you trippin cause I'm down to blast in your a** And I got that Glock co*ked with my finger on the trigga right now And I know my homie woulda done the same for me so now I must pow! (Chorus x4)