I'm a cop, I'm a cop, I'm a cop, I'm a cop I'm a cop, I'm a cop, I'm a cop, I'm a cop, I'm a cop I'm a cop, I'm a cop, I'm a cop, I'm a cop My name is Dequel, Deliverhooker Crook Lots a asses to kick, wish I had a bigger foot Taking it there, hating, who care Y'all stay out my mentors, I got killers waiting in here to get you As I sharpen my pencils, tear apart instrumentals Fuck it y'all niggas is pussy, so is the dick that send you RZA we done it again, told the occasion Here's the shortskirts and no dirt mcgurk, okay then Let's get impoppin' like it ain't nothin', and get it poppin The Biggin' rottens this city, too good to be forgotten It's 420, roll up, niggas getting smoked out No seeds, California weed, how you choke down? No doubt, roll up, whip, swim, smoke down 420 mean either you roll up or roll out It's 420, roll up, niggas getting smoked out No seeds, California weed, how you choke down? No doubt, roll up, whip, swim, smoke down The rap game gon' like me, you can tell that a nigga is shysty If I die, my second born will be like me, sly dick to your wifey Never know your baby boy just might be with the robber cat He's so icy, stay dressed to kill From the hell, never ran, never will Attitude like, fuck you still, I see you missing the point This is not a rap song, you get clapped on Bullets break the bone of your joint Call you out your name, disrespect your mom, spit on your dame Go public and shit on your fame, you overlooking the fact Where you from is where we at, and y'all don't want no parts in that Controversy sells, but real niggas don't shoot and tell We rather do the time and rock and sell Don't let shit show The inner outer state by coastal smoke, I inhale Cali pip with a script for glaucoma Black jeans, black Timbs, black Benz roast The smoke rise out the sunroof when I roll up Verrazano with no relation to Gravano Carlo, shots are hollow, still cop a bottle and pour some out Moment of silence, then I swallow I'm still alive and still a son to come out the mall Shine, shine, shine, and grind Cause this money on my mind And I'm moving like my life is on the line For the bullshit, I really got no time A full clip, really gon' let y'all niggas know what's on my mind When y'all getting out of line, had them choppers lit up You won't need a camera phone to get the picture Chalk down, tape around, body bag zipped up Carlo Verrazano, you can call me mister It's 420, roll up, nigga getting smoked out No C's, California weed, how you choked out No doubt, roll up, bitch rims poked out 420 mean either you roll up or roll out