Opp Stoppa

Am Shh, shh, sheesh Am Ayy, ayy, ayy, all these pancake ass brothers, weird ass brothers, man Like, what are all these brothers talkin' 'bout? Am Ice cream ass brothers Ayy (Ayy, sheesh) Am I keep a rocket in my pocket, socket called a pocket rocket Am If it's war, we ain't playin' games, girl, we get it started Am I'm the man, clip it, keep a hundred, brother, I'm a gunner Am When it's beef, we ain't playin' games, we hit you and yo' mama Am Know that choppa, that's that oppa stoppa, hit you and your pops Am I fell in love with all this stupid money, you in love with drama Am Say-say baby, I'm not Sosa, baby, but I keep a llama Am Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin' in a Honda Am All these tattoos on my rocking body, she say I'm a hottie Am Why your girlfriend always wanna screw me, wanna touch my body? Am We got all type of stupid guns, might even have a Tommy Am I remember them days in the jail, still free my brother Rodney Am And free Chris though, 'member we was bouncin' out with .44's Am A brother keep it silent, in L.A, I keep a clip, though Am 'Cause no, I can't be lackin' in these streets, I keep a big pole Am And I can't have no brotha with me if they gon' snitch on us