Pop Off - Jim Jones, NOE, Mel Matrix, Jim Jones, Noe

Give me a minute to get in it

Give me a minute with one of your main bitches

Mental fitness I demonstrate

Right in front of your eyes

Watch your bitch elevate from a five to a nine

Confidence booster all in her mind

And I’m checkin' every dollar and dime

To the city where my committee chase titties and ass

I’ll show you where the check break fast

And we bust heads fast

If a nigga not in single file

Run up on him single style

Let the thing break him down

You love my methods

Take a nigga off the Earth if he on my shit list reckless

The key copper

Have to eat proper

Bitches lookin' for guidance

Had to be proper

Tone Capone is the beat dropper

The jump off is jumpin' off proper

And it’s about to get hotter

Chorus: Keak Da Sneak

Til it pop off

And you better be ready for the jump off

Til it pop off

And you better be ready for the jump off

Til it pop off

And you better be ready for the jump off

I still rep Walnut Street in deep East Oakland

The 100 block where you can your whole shit broken

Like Mystikal «Still Smokin»

The life ??

And rent free

I never let nothin' live on my mind

I gotta grind, shine

And fight for my grandma

And don’t do nothin' stupid like Hammer

Til I go bankrupt

Steady drinkin' til I finish my cup

Then bust ya head before I shoot up the gut

Fresh outta Folsom and proper beef injections

Chosen selections

Cuz girl I ain’t fuckin' without protection

I’m harder than erection

Teachers so you study your lessons

And advise for that viewer discretion

On a scale to 1 to 10 I get 11

Give a toast to the pussy like Devin

And beat it up off Sprite and Seagram 7

I’ve plottin' on a way to get rich

And keep bread out that cock

And all the folks in the hood aimin' for head

Shots of lead poppin'

Situation’s crucial

And every nigga I’m wit is feelin' neutral

Fuck takin' 10 paces

And drawin' down

This ain’t no Western movie

Roll a Swisher, pass it to Ric

Sat the window wit the doobie

I’m lookin' at booty

Onion ass on the strip

You fine but baby girl where your whip

It’s jumpin' off

While I’m outtie on the West

I got the best weed

And the best hoes

I’m on the block at all times dressed in the best clothes

My focus is money cuz pussy come natural

I only fuck wit those that can show me some collateral

I deal 'em all off top

I ain’t a child molester or a killer

I don’t need y’all props

Shit, if she wit me, she know what it is

We hotellin' and you don’t deserve to go to the crib

If yo potna wanna roll she can roll

I ain’t gotta touch

I like to smoke and watch you freaky hoes

And I could have my choice

Enie, meenie, miney, mo

Bust a nut, get the fuck

Play it how it go

My main ho called and told me she made some money

I said «Bitch you ain’t never come gave it to me!»

How many woman now done wanna get gangsta for me

Gotta be willin' to get down on your hands and stomach