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Traditional - Gin Cop A Drop lyrics
Cheeah
 [Verse 1:]
 Cheeah, nothing promise so I kick it like I'm bout to leave
 Fighting pressure got me practicing my barb and weave
 I deal with hate like love is something that I don't believe
 Nothing less than thankful tryna cherish everyday I breathe
 Street nigga, hood credit nigga nothing cash
 Unless I'm in the hood stunting with my nothing ass
 Paparazzi on em look at all these flashing lights
 Outta control something like a pilot who was crash at flight
 Seven letter certified by the sender
 I bring the hood to any section I enter, and that they better remember
 They tell me smile but in they no mind DJ
 One of my brothers gone away till November
 Until then I'm goin be... 
 [Hook: samples "Fast Forward" by Jody Breeze]
 Go and cop a drop, sittin-sittin on some custom rims
 Go and cop a drop, sittin-sittin on some custom rims
 Go and cop a drop, sittin-sittin on some custom rims
 Go and cop a drop, sittin-sittin on some custom rims
 I represent for the south (hey) my resident is a sloim
 I represent for the south (hey) my resident is a sloim
 I represent for the south (hey) my resident is a sloim
 [Verse 2:]
 Lil homies on the corner askin what the buisness?
 I say the struggle knowing haters praying that I'm finished
 They rather superman but radio say he's a menaceTraditional - Gin Cop A Drop - http://motolyrics.com/traditional/gin-cop-a-drop-lyrics.html
 When others left the hood these stay to catch perfect attendants
 Word on the street messing with Trae it could lose your career
 Yeah that might be true the pussy niggas who living in fear
 Fuck em, seeing it close something they wouldn't using
 This day eviction note is tell them niggas keep it moving
 The sound in my trunk is atomic, speakers plexing
 And I'm slippin on this Challenger glass see on reflection
 And I'm pose through anger management, swangers so much aggression
 Even wise over stretching like crazy
 No direction... 
[Hook]
 [Verse 3:]
 I'm in this old school nobody but me in the car
 I fin em slumps try'na duck off from being a star
 Call it an asshole state of mind
 So I do clarity at this watch under these rocks to display the time
 Half of that inside the grill or say I'm doin fine
 I know these haters hot as fuck to see me doin mine
 They tell me focus on the day, I only see at night
 In this black locs try'na stop the world from being bright
 Cheeah, till the casket I'm the realist in it
 I guess they never got the message so I'm here to send it
 I'm on they ass until the world understand me
 I try to tell em ain't no way they can ban me
 Picture me rollin I'm... 
[Hook x2]









