Lyrics:
a wife her up but I ain't finna do it
Yeah we cooling, trooping, the ops steady losing
CGE goon got your bitch steady choosing
Yeah we cooling, trooping
you I'm not fucking with your new shit
Even through the storm you know that we trooping
I'm just out here counting up these blue strips
Nah
We ain't
Riding wit my killers we be trooping ain't no lames around
You a clown pistol to yo ear do you hear me now
Spray them down then book a flight duck
Don't need a contact for a shooter
I've got the boys in and you know they be trooping
Y'all not on safe, I'm on my way
Get up in my face, call it
Mamma you fucked up my chances of smooching
Damn Mamma you fucked up my chances of coochie
Told me Forget your friends got family we trooping
All around
I’m spewing out
Might just make a storm, yeah I’m trooping out
Boutta bop this song like Hasbro
Eating all this Spam, yeah macro
My mans is styling
Mamma you fucked up my chances of smooching
Damn mamma you fucked up my chances of coochie
Told me forget your friends, got family we trooping
All around
bad
How can we ever see
We been trooping through the stars
And the galaxies
All the days I've been waiting
I ain't never seen
So I wrote a letter
worried about my brothers
'Cause I know they'll never fold
We was trooping in toyotas
Now we swerving inna rolls
Now we swerving inna rolls
Huh
I ain't
When you're trooping through them streets, bro, you can feel em both
Aye, thats why my heart so cold
Long live KC until my last breath
I hope that you
right on that mission
We neighborhood trooping, you know that we get it
Been trapping too much man, I need me a diamond
Big as the Eiffel we go to the top
she toothless
On the parkway Bentley couping
Remember days when we was trooping
Now they don't know how we moving
I was stepping in some new shit
on stupid shit I’m going crazy I’m losing it
I mixed the perk with Hallucinogens
No whip we was trooping it
Get on a beat and I’m trooping it
Smoked in
trooping
All I try to do is make em happy
Your nights getting colder, while they mark your future with a red pen
All I tried to dooo was be Human
These marks
turned into looting
And that looter brought out started the queues
And the walking turns into marching and the marching turns into trooping
And that
looking crazy
I could have maxed out now I'm getting to the payments
Two toned Glock Leave a Nigga on the pavement fr
We was 17 we was trooping in that
See three hit his hoe he don't want him alive
Put him in a wood it's gone ease up my mind We give a pass we ain't trooping hard
Boogie on him they gone
trooping
Not causing harm to nobody
Why'd you think that about me?
I don't wanna hurt nobody
You probably think I got a bounty
On top of your head
You
Can't be foolish
I can't live for the clout
Want me to speak but that is not allowed
Your so stupid
FUhhhh
So stupid
I don't mind trooping
Fell in love
a gaze
My ticker would pound
cnd in the morn, a dozen songs
cnd all the sleepless nights
With me trooping through town
cnd the tears that gushed
Where
they saw the nightshirt
Lads trooping down the road
They knew that something went amiss
The wrong switch had been throwed
When the coppers reached
made
Party at the jammie til lights the night fade
Trooping for the feature we all get paid
So let's go
Yo! D that's me, the King, the MC
Rhyme
be trooping
If you don't know the new dance, Patti Duke'n
Clap your hands, stomp your feet, snap your fingers
I'm snatching airplay, from all you
you say "Go Justin, " and do the wop
Beats to the rhyme, the rhyme I just made
Party at the jammie til lights the night fade
Trooping for the feature
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