Church for Opps lyrics
by The Game
[Verse 1: The Game]
I tell a hater: "Choke on my di*k, n*gga"
No conversations, unless we conversate about six figures
I made my way off selling rock, I was like six Jigga's
Ask n*ggas from Compton, they gonna say he got some sh*t with him
Yeah, them F and J rounds will go through like six n*ggas
I woke up, chose violence today
Turn this sh*t down, so you can hear what my silencers say
Scared money don't make money, the Bentley star once
I told my n*gga: "Get this bullsh*t away from me"
Back in my six tray, like the first time I was with Dre
The first time I let my sh*t spray
Aftеrmath, I had a spray can, n*gga
I'm cancerous to my ops, like a spray tan
Feds on my tail, I'm out in Greecе
Hawaiian shirt and Ray-Bans
Throwin' back Pina Coladas
My whole life I took gambles, CPT was Nevada
And my cocaine, like it's coffee beans with the cream
My only regret in life is I ain't die with Pac inside that beam
f*ck you, n*ggas
[Chorus: ?]
Can't take me out my element, kill 'em for the hell of it
Swimmin' with the fishes, have you sleepin' with the [?]
If you are not on this song, I guess you are irrelevant
All these features heaven sent
Rockin' with The Game, doin' better sh*t
[Bridge: ?]
Yeah, we take 'em to church for they opps do
If his guns ain't biggie than yours
How the f*ck a n*gga gonna stop you?
[?] on pus*y, I'm stock-proof
And if we both killers, I should be buried in that box too
[Verse 2: ?]
Look how I'm steppin', Bigfoot n*gga
No second guessing, not the method
b*tch, I'm the man
Never gon' be second, omnipresent
My gift in hand, pus*y just receptive
Don't do what you used to do, 'cause what I do is usual
I be rappin' and singin', that's how I change my demeanor
Watch me step out the casket
That I'm emergin', I'm cleaner
On the boat with the ghost, we ain't recording no singles
n*ggas larger than life, and ain't nobody gonna shrink us
I got a big bark, big bite from a big dog
Legged up, get you p*ssed on
n*ggas tryin' to get me p*ssed off
Big blitz have a stick off
This pitbull do them tricks, dog
Hating n*ggas like ticks, dog
Rockin' tails, you a b*tch, dog
[Chorus: ?]
Can't take me out my element, kill 'em for the hell of it
Swimmin' with the fishes, have you sleepin' with the [?]
If you are not on this song, I guess you are irrelevant
All these features heaven sent
Rockin' with The Game, doin' better sh*t
[Bridge: ?]
Yeah, we take 'em to church for they opps do
If his guns ain't biggie than yours
How the f*ck a n*gga gonna stop you?
[?] on pus*y, I'm stock-proof
And if we both killers, I should be buried in that box too
[Verse 3: MassV]
We all killers, how this gon' end cordially though?
That n*gga got a rich spirit, but more than broke
Low and behold, Dre told me to go for the throat
And aim for they juggler 'till splatters of blood on the coat
n*gga witness a massacre, Jesus of Nazareth
Couldn't even come and bless you with half a f*ck
Lungs black as puc, ratchet tuck
I was still hooked on the wire last time I was actin' up
Mad at what? A n*gga linked up with The Game
All you hear is batter up
And after hittin' this b*tch, I hit a lick and it's lit
di*k in my ditch, could be the best, but never considered this sh*t
f*ck, give me the blick
Got a ridiculous clip, and I give it to any of them
I done spit it with plenty of them
Any n*gga that's realer than him
Lot of these n*ggas be fakin' the funk
The industry's riddled with them
A lot of y'all happy and playin' along, we gotta get rid of the trends
There's too many bodies for wrecking the graves
I got a di*k in the trench
Like Moray said, we in the quicksand, but he 'bout to kill him again
[Chorus: ?]
Can't take me out my element, kill 'em for the hell of it
Swimmin' with the fishes, have you sleepin' with the [?]
If you are not on this song, I guess you are irrelevant
All these features heaven sent
Rockin' with The Game, doin' better sh*t
[Bridge: ?]
Yeah, we take 'em to church for they opps do
If his guns ain't biggie than yours
How the f*ck a n*gga gonna stop you?
[?] on pus*y, I'm stock-proof
And if we both killers, I should be buried in that box too