Dippin Cops

Queens
Cop killer queens
The royal borough
We started this shit
Its not a game

If I cant dip them
I hit them
I clash rumble
Fuck you
Blast a couple
Til I rip them
Make them victims
Ask a couple
I dont buckle
Or bitch in
Or give in
Without a struggle
They drug me in
Kickin
Trippin
Fixed in muzzle
Im always
Mixed into trouble
But I dont quiver
I dont give a
I don't put my hands up
My canon buck
Til I touch you
Fuck commissary
I'll burry
Every one of you
Fucks to
My honors very rare be
You hear me
Until im dust to
Ill go to hell
With you coppers
Ill give you hell
With the choppers
Fuck a cell
And your lock ups
I'll make it hell
When I pop up
So standoff
Man dog
Prison is not a option
So driven
Im not stoppin
When risen
The glocks poppin
Im consistant
With pops doctrine
Its in the blood
My sins is bugged
Pacs watchin
Like whats in the blood

I be dipping cops
And i be dippin cops
Yall better do yall homework
Niggas aint new to this
We been puttin in that pain
No exempts

Im a waraholic
Drama
Im all for it
Bomb ya
Til law forfeits
Lamas on call for it
My team bleeders
Bring heaters
Trauma
You all flawless
So a routine stop
Is senseless
To my bosses
I move clean
But watched
By sensors
And all forces
My crews mean
And hot
With tension from all corners
Some new greens and cotts
Detention they all call us
So we choose scenes and plot
On dipping them ford Taurus
Wishing the lord support us
We twisted and all cautious
Confliction with law enforcement
When mentioned they all nauseous
So handcuffs
Man fuck
Imma do it movin
In broad daylight dog
Imma get to shootin

I be dippin cops
And i be dippin cops
The larry davis movement
Alpha music
You in the lions den

As soon as I
Hit the pavement
Im gooned
And dripped
In my brave shit
Intuned with huey
Since aged six
Fuck living in cages
I buck soon as they say shit
No fear in my heart
Id rather die
Being free man
No slaving the god
Ill gather mines
And flee man
Get way out of dodge
Cause what
They'll give to me fam
Will weigh out the charge
Ill spray out the car
To brake out
Spit eight at the sarge
To get away
Imma spit the K
And take out tomorrows
I'll try to run
But my prides a ton
Get took out your sorrow
No more years
Out my life you'll borrow
Best believe
Im pressed
To squeeze
You Ds
Will be restin
Please
So please
Just let me b
Yell freeze
Oh fuck it
Im reluctant
To look left then breeze
Im in the wind
Like left out leaves

I be dippin cops
And i be dippin cops



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Writer(s): Tyrone Lamel Robinson
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