PHOTO SHOP

Lyrics

[Chorus] The kata got a beam with a scope on top I keep steel on me like I'm RoboCop Ain't no talking on the phone, 'cause the popo hot The choppa cut a nigga up like he photo shop The kata got a beam with a scope on top I keep steel on me like I'm RoboCop Ain't no talking on the phone, 'cause the popo hot The choppa cut a nigga up like he photo shop [Verse 1] Nigga Me and Bankroll from the same spot We done caught a body on the same block Shotti hit a nigga body like he J-Roc Get on a nigga back like a tank top Wet a nigga up a body when that K cocked He ain't got nowhere to run when that rain drop My enemies working with the gang cops The suckas telling on me 'cause the game hot I'm running niggas over and I can't stop Leave your thoughts on your bitch That's a brain shot 'Cause blood had me twisted like a dreadlock The only thing I know about him He a dead opp Ain't no competition I'm the illest out Hottest nigga in the streets, I'm the realest out Promoters book me for a show, I'm bringing killers out And I ain't turning down shit, I'm knocking niggas out Blood said he want me dead, went in that nigga house Plotting on me, that's some shit I can't forget about Caught him naked with his bitch, he was chilling out Put that fan to that man, and blew his ceiling out [Chorus] The kata got a beam with a scope on top I keep steel on me like I'm RoboCop Ain't no talking on the phone, 'cause the popo hot The choppa cut a nigga up like he photo shop The kata got a beam with a scope on top I keep steel on me like I'm RoboCop Ain't no talking on the phone, 'cause the popo hot The choppa cut a nigga up like he photo shop [Verse 2] Yo Free that nigga [?] flag red Pop him in his face like a blackhead Hit him one time in his fat dreads Paralyze blood, leave him half dead Bitch I'm from the 30s Ion never play Do a nigga wrong, ion never wait Body slam blood, he a featherweight Shoot him in his head, then we celebrate All onstage with a FN Motherfuck you and your dead friends I'm a motherfucking giant, did your chest in I ran a background check, you a yes man Bitch I'm with the motherfucking drama Fuck your baby mama Then I slap you with the llama Running up these commas Treat the chop like the Bahamas Free that nigga Lizk, Demo Dick, and [?] Piru, free that nigga [?] Beat him out his clothes, I got hands like E. Honda I put her in a Benz, but I met her in a Honda Fuck the police, the D.A. and your honor [Chorus] The kata got a beam with a scope on top I keep steel on me like I'm RoboCop Ain't no talking on the phone, 'cause the popo hot The choppa cut a nigga up like he photo shop The kata got a beam with a scope on top I keep steel on me like I'm RoboCop Ain't no talking on the phone, 'cause the popo hot The choppa cut a nigga up like he photo shop The kata got a beam with a scope on top I keep steel on me like I'm RoboCop Ain't no talking on the phone, 'cause the popo hot The choppa cut a nigga up like he photo shop The kata got a beam with a scope on top I keep steel on me like I'm RoboCop Ain't no talking on the phone, 'cause the popo hot The choppa cut a nigga up like he photo shop