Troopers Anthem lyrics

[Verse 1: Kay Glizz]
They keep forcin’ my hand to do damage, I been causin’ havoc, I caught a lil' timeout
I can never forget ‘ bout them hits, troopin’ it back to the Ps with my .9 out
They keep askin’ me ‘bout Nunnie bop, these n*ggas never pull up to come find out (On bro)
Bet this .40 cal a make him drop, turn him into pot, then we smoke our minds out
6ix, move to the left, I need space, he about to feel it, the dot on the top of his face
Been uppin’ since a early age, but don’t get it twisted, before that I was gettin’ cake
Send three, clickin’ wit’ rage, sendin' back money ‘til gang-gang gеt out them chains
The trap-a-holics gettin’ paid, thе Troopers ain’t goin’ for sh*t, be careful what you claim, glah
Had to back him, he wasn’t on gang sh*t, pillow talkin’ for b*tches on lame sh*t
Let him walk in front of us, nina go off, leave a hole in his back on some Dame sh*t
Had to trap all day on that main strip, 5k, three days, in the same fit
Spot him, got him, flock him, anxious, I never knew how to be patient

[Verse 2: Jah Bands]
And I’m back wit’ another one, big Wag, I call up my Troops they gon’ get on your ass
If you Wooo'in, hop out and we blast, don’t mention my gang, we turn him to the past
Get turned to a spliff, I get money like I hit a lick, most of these lil' n*ggas never be on sh*t
I got KG wit’ me tryna click, b*tch, we be them Troopers we takin’ that trip (Troops)
Smokin’ all deads, what the f*ck? None of these n*ggas never did enough, and, Jah Savv, he be tossin’, tryna get 'em touched
Hop out the V and quack him like a duck, like, what did you do for your crew?
Only my brothers really made the news, tell Jay Dee he pus*y, knew him up in school
I’m tryna pull up on him, what’s the word? Call Nunnie Da III he pop out and he purge
f*ck feelings, I can’t show no sympathy and none of the opps can get rid of me
Jack my sh*t K and we killin’ you instantly, leave his body apart like a centipede
J savv you pus*y, flock him outta tinted V’s, If he trollin’ we turnin’ him to a spleeze (Like, grrah)
[Verse 3: Jay 6ix]
Don’t lack, don’t be outta bounds, creepin’, catch him walkin’ outta Crowns
KG, we gon’ send him up to bro, they keep on mentionin’ him, like, is you slow?
Nunnie we gon’ pull up wit’ two G’s, troopers gettin’ money, duckin’ D's
Savage with me, never duckin’, we gon’ hit his muffin, somebody gon’ pay for it
Don’t mention the dead we gon’ spray for it, cousins, brothers, don’t matter, you pay for it
In the Ville I’m prayin’ that they Wooo back, if a F throw a party, we shoot that
It don’t matter, you with him, you get it too, I ain’t pickin’, no choosin’, get rid of you
Slime, this Glock gon' finish you, pus*y, for all of that talkin’, get rid of you, pus*y

[Verse 4: Jah Savv]
Before he died he was yellin’ his leg, the dummy took one to the head
I’m wit’ lil bro tryna empty the rest, f*ck Mali, they done left him in the lobby
Creep up tryna catch me a body, I heard Boomer got hit for a thottie
I hit the front, lil' bro hit the backdoor, catch him in that lobby, then he get clicked on
They better ask how we get with the pitchfork, hawk him down, he fell on his face
We do not f*ck wit’ the Bamaz, we tryna do a 98 like he Dee
Sittin’ on his crib, we hopin’ he come up, they wanna see how I get with this gun out
Clickin’ on anything it’s gettin’ fun now
I’m startin’ to think they forgettin’ my character
Who the f*ck is OJ? I'll embarrass ya'
If it’s lit, n*gga, get a gun
He start runnin’ green dot on his back, red tips rippin’ through his six-pack
I’m wit’ 6ix, you Choo? Then he blitzin’ that
Nunnie wit’ me glitchin’, totin’, pass off, free Double R, he did it wit’ no mask on
Get the addy, sittin’ on that crib
[Verse 5: Nunnie Da III]
Okay, times up, ‘cause I let a bunch of sh*t rock, but now ima speak on the facts
Ray Makk just died and them RV n*ggas ain’t dropped nothin’ but a couple tracks
Like, go and get back, Rayshawn in this pack, dummy caught a leggy before he got whacked
They gotta relax, Boogie got me smacked, caught a head pop, and then he collapsed, glah
Them Bama n*ggas got me mad, yo, SySy, how many times you did bad?
We gon’ hop in the OJ lookin’ for OJ, tryna turn that n*gga into some gas
All them n*ggas ass, I just wanna crash, Buggout, how you fat and you still fast?
n*gga did the dash, all we know is blast, troopers takin’ over we ain’t comin’ last, glah