Troopers - Jay Rock

There’s work on the phone

Tell my mama that I may not make it home

Me and my troopers

Hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch

Me and my troopers

Hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch

Me and my troopers

I said there’s work on the phone

Somebody tell my mama I may not make it home

Me and my troopers

Hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch

Me and my troopers

Hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch

Me and my troopers

If that’s your real nigga, he gon' slide for you

If that’s your real nigga, he gon' die for you

You ain’t gotta question when it’s brackin'

Just point me in the direction when it’s action

Day ones in the sandbox

From breaking through the padlocks

To burners in the stashbox

Your whole hood — mascots

My whole hood — mad Watts

That’s gang, gang, gang

We politic, on missions

Don’t hang, hang, hang

We got bad bitches, too huh

And they blast bitches, too huh

And they shoot the fat one, too huh

We can take it there, too huh

Niggas win some and lose some

Just way half on the new drum

Summer time is over, too huh

Double back when the news come

There’s work on the phone

Tell my mama that I may not make it home

Me and my troopers

Hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch

Me and my troopers

Hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch

Me and my troopers

I said there’s work on the phone

Somebody tell my mama I may not make it home

Me and my troopers

Hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch

Me and my troopers

Hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch

Me and my troopers

Back door, back though

Eastside we go back door

What you wanna act for

You get what you ask for

Ballin in the game now

Eastside we go back door

Nothing is the same now

Motherfuckin' task force

Came up and I win back

Changed up, never did that

If it’s take off, yeah I did that

Blew a half a mil, yeah I did that

On play girl, is you with that?

Ten toes on the pavement

Sell your soul and the days end

Shacked up like a cavemen

Troopers all day

Secure the bag

We plant the flags

So what we on next?

What we on next?

Rock bottom, from the NG

Hand guns on tenth speed

R.I.P.

to my dead homies

Loyalty is all we need, yeah

There’s work on the phone

Tell my mama that I may not make it home

Me and my troopers

Hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch

Me and my troopers

Hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch

Me and my troopers

I said there’s work on the phone

Somebody tell my mama I may not make it home

Me and my troopers

Hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch

Me and my troopers

Hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch

Me and my troopers