GP - The Coff Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, its that motherf*cker GP again nigga
And i'm back, lettin these niggas know
how a nigga was doin it when he was federal
I'm f*ckin with my nigga Hollis again, yeah fresh out the pen
And i'm lettin em know, in the year 2001, it's on

[Chorus x2]
G-P, nothin soft, known to break em off
And i'll blast em, in the neck, for respect and make em cough
Bitch ass motherf*ckin niggas
Coughin up the blood and now they figure

[Verse 1]
It's the N-O-T-O-R, O-U-G
And i'll blast that ass
With the shank, don't need no uzi
Tryin to do me, a true G
But i'm not Jimmy Walker
With the blade, I get to be played
I'll leave your bitch ass coughin
Up the blood
You f*ckin with a blood
Fresh out the pen
But it went back on my violation
Had to blast that nigga again
Cos these bitch ass niggas can't fade me
Cos I push that steel like i'm crazy
Tryin to play me
For the weed and the keys and the jeep
I'll go nuts
Gotta cut your punk ass open
Cos I gotta deal with them guts
Got me, blood, so tough
F*ckin with a killa nigga from the Heights
With a professional killa, nigga
Who quick with that knife
But on the street
I pack that heat, yes i'm G-P
An O-G
But the DPA got killa niggas tryin to see me
And bleed me
For some shit I did 10 years ago
I got niggas tryin to see me now
Back then I was 10 years old

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2]
Fools hearts is pumpin
Cos my pump is pumpin
And they scared of me
They say, I kill for the thrill
Got your bitch ass scared to breath
Scared to leave, your house
Cos you think I might be out
I'm the one they talkin bout
I'm the one who still got the clout
Tryin to duck a G
But you stuck with me
Tryin to f*ck with me
Try your luck with me
Never again my friend
You'll be lucky to breath
I'm on a mission
Revenging
Reminicing on my enemies
Fate to be
For the niggas I smoke
Pourin out that henessy
It's me
Remember me
Way back in 88
When niggas was coppin dubs
I'm the nigga coppin cakes
Bumper to bumper
But you stuggle
And I might aswell let them know
I'm the freshest nigga from the hood
Cos i'm federal
They hated me
Degraded me
Till I came back home
For my target nigga, what
Straight back to the dome
You f*ckin with a thug
Then you might get drugged
In a puddle of blood
When I roll away
Blown away
Till I rolled i'll get that bud

[Chorus x2]

Yeah, bitch ass niggas
Yeah, i'm just lettin these motherf*ckers know, nigga, I went federal
Nigga I was pushin that motherf*ckin steel up in motherf*ckers neck
For this motherf*ckin respect
Yeah, you know, Chi-Town be the city nigga, 9-1 sickness
Pour the motherf*ckin hen, represent to the fullest
Nigga