Grrah Gang-gang-gang (Hey Matt, you made another one) I´m not a cop, I´m not a cop Grrah
Mabu (M´s, haha) Grrah
Yeah, I woke up this morning and put on my fit On some typical white boy shit Khakis and white socks, black kicks I ain´t sleepin´ fourteen hundred mins Tan, cos, it´s a sin, I was up all night studyin´ trig´ Took my exam and said bye to my clique I wonder if Mr. Smith knows I´m lit? I wonder if Mr. T knows that I keep a stick? In my pencil case I got a grip Keep it on me even when I piss Head on a swivel like moms with they kids Yes, I keep it on me while I´m pissin´ One in the head in case my opps dissin´ If I have a bad day and I´m missin´, got some extra ammunition
´Cause a Carti on my wrist, got a Rollie on my left I got friends that´ll switch, I´m just waitin´ ´til they step, step I got a TEC in a tech, haha, so don´t make me upset You just losin´ money in the street Dice, cards, you can´t bet on yourself
I just want the money, give a about the fame Wasn´t wit´ me in the rain, then she cannot be my main I don´t like her attitude, she do it for her gang I´m married to the game, only hundreds in my grrah
They like, "Mabu, you cap in your rap" How you know what I did?
Slide through the T´s and I´m yellin´ out, "Poop Gzz", I really rap what I did If he cap about buyin´ a feature, I load up his balance and switch out his SIM Yes, I know I´m a kid, yes But tell me I´m cappin´, I´m poppin´ your lid They say Mabu´s a industry plant, haha, are you dumb or you high? 3.14159265 guns, be ready to die I just bodied a beat while recitin´ pi, your life is a lie Try to set me up on a hit wit´ a chick, ha, I´m cuttin´ that line
Goodbye Grrah-grrah I´m not a cop, I´m not a cop-cop-cop ´Bout time they know who runs this shit, grrah