Troopers Lyrics - Jay Rock

There's work on the phone 

Tell my mama that I might 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 might 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 

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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 

Photos 

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 went half on the new drum 

Summer time is overdue 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 went 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 a 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's 

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 might 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 might 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