Pop Him

Yippee ya (I had to pop him)
Yippee ya (I had to pop him)
Yippee ya ya (yo, yo)
Yippee ya (I had to pop him)
Yippee ya (I had to pop him)
Yippee ya ya (yo, yo)

Yippee ya (I had to pop him)
Yippee ya (I had to pop him)
Yippee ya ya (yo, yo)
Yippee ya (I had to pop him)
Yippee ya (I had to pop him)
Yippee ya ya (yo, yo)

The whoopin' cane ain't my thing, that shit don't face me
I'm a nigga behind a trigger that was born crazy
Brought up a whoopin' and flippin', makin' a livin' on the block
Slayin' rocks to my spot, now hot, that's when I had to pop a cop
Caught him in my hood so he was good as dead
A bulletproof vest might stop a wound through the chest, but not the fuckin' hair
I read the post, the paper let him off, they body stack up

Forgiven a punk ass cop with a chance to call his back up
'Cause I was quick to put his ass on the clinical dukes
Shoot him out of his shoes and make sure he paid his dues
That's what you get when you fuckin' with me, G
Put me in jail, I'll make a bill
Can you and your fuckin' family, you just like any other motherfucker from the street

You got heat, I got heat, now let's see who ends up six feet
But he didn't last, no couples never last
If the gunshot blast left his ass in the closed cast
If he wasn't quick enough, so the knife went back
Blew out his fuckin' brain and left his family full of pack
That's where I'm from, it ain't no thing to leave a cop dead on the spot

Even niggas talkin' shit, they'll be quick to get got
'Cause I repped the tropin' first before he dropped me
Now you understand why I had to kill a man

I had to pop him, I had to pop him
I had to pop him, I had to pop him
I had to pop him

Yo, shotgun, man, this nigga was bigger than me, man
Kept fuckin' with me, tryin' to play me like a whore on these bitches
But I wasn't goin' out like that
I was sick of that shit
So what you do?

I had to pop him, I was seein' the bullshit
Loaded the clip, shakin' like nervous purpose
I was scared, but I still pulled it
I fired off one gunshot
That bitch was seven'two" tall and black
They needed his ass in the box
'Cause I was the wrong nigga to fuck with
If I wouldn't have shot him on the spot, the nigga clan would've made the hit
And I'm some sick, 'cause now he's dead

I put him in bed and pumped a hole in his head
And he laid down, the body bled
He probably acted for some help
But I cheered up, 'cause if you try to help your next step, you gettin' fucked up
Bought a three, five, seven revolver
You got a problem, call me up
'Cause I'm the fuckin' problem solver
And I'm flexed, nigga
The body snatcher

If you don't watch out, it'll be your ass getting snatched next
I know what you mean, shotgun
They both breathin', nobody dead
Now how in the fuck you know who won?
That's why I make sure I kill him when I hit him
Before I hope he'll have a chance to survive in the hospital
You're like me, I leave him to your weight
I let him sit in my basement
Then I bury him the next day

But now I'm straight, 'cause there's no witness
They thought I was cuckoo born with a disease they call sickness
That nigga was bigger than me and thought I couldn't fuck with him
But like I said, my nine milli is quick to get him
As you can see, I had to stop him
Man, that motherfucker was big as hell
That's why I had to pump

Put the medal here
'Cause that's my fuckin' hobby
I'm taking, leaving them all full of dead, stinking bodies
It started off with the old lady coming out of the grocery store
Took the karma to a dumb and said don't make a fuckin' move
Give me your kicks to your car, you drew your cash
Make it faster, woman, I have to blast your old ass
Now I'm thinking if I let her go, she'd tell the coppers

'Cause the bitch saw my face, no tip in case I had to pop her
Took her to her head, no shit, a nigga played quick
Leaving out the parking lot, I heard the witness talking shit
Telling some bitch to doubt the night, what, what
But if you know what I know, it's he'll be dead before they come
I grabbed my gun and dropped the front
Showed him where the gap was at
Should've kept his mouth closed
Now he got a hole in his fucking back

That's why you live and let die in the city of Flint
The splatter shattered all over the fuckin' pavement
No finger prints, no murder weapon, no fluke
There's nothin' them hoes can do
Because the 44 with the scope made sure I drop him
Now you understand why I killed a man

I had to pop shotgun, shotgun
I had to pop him, I had to pop him
I had to pop him, I had to pop him
I had to pop him, I had to pop him
I had to pop that nigga

After my 13th victim, I was sittin' to him in him home
Was my brain insane? No, 'cause I knew what I was doin' all alone
'Cause I was laughin' as I took their life
And when I got to the home
They thought I was gonna pay the price
Come to find out I seen one white man dancin'
I took a look, I thought I was dreamin' when I seen Charles Manson
I said, well, I'm on time, no seat

He said, man, you kiddin' shit? He flexed, I said, about 33
He shook his head and said, that ain't that many
I said, I guess you is crazy
That white nigga tryin' to challenge me
But in his eyes, he didn't wanna compete
Because he knew I was fun to flinch
He didn't fit for it down to Mary Street
Where I was born with the mind of a brave warrior
And fightin' like a goddamn soldier
So then he realized he didn't want nothin' from the start
He said, my fuck, he flexed, I knew you always had heart

But it's too late, nigga, you gotta go
'Cause I'm a ruthless individual
Leavin' niggas in critical
I started droppin', started moppin', so they had to stop me
I couldn't even finish him, damn

I had to pop him
I had to pop him
What about the kick?
I had to pop him
I had to pop him
What about that redneck?
I had to pop him
What about that cop?
I had to pop him
I had to pop that nigga