Copping It ft. Heffna Boss Don Lyrics

They said I'm steppin' on niggas necks Plus the 40 on me, it's kinda nothin' to get respect

When that bird land, I just chop it and get it stretched

Locked in on the East, but I'm coppin' it on the West

Got a fiend up North, he be puttin' it to the test

Told me one time, his heart ain't movin' inside his chest

That right there, need to tell you that I'm the best

When it come to that dawg, just know you fuckin' with Vets

Every little step, it was Bobby Brown

It's my prerogative to bag it up and to get around

Pullin' up in that new edition, you niggas can't stop me now

Throwin' packs at my show, see how I rock a crowd

I'm just a nigga from Boston, Roxbury just to be exact

Tryna bust a dance move over here, you gettin' clapped

I could throw a whole thing in a pot and bring it back

You ain't never had you a block, they say I'm Shaq

Everybody talkin' bout them boys from Boston

Why won't they just let us live? Tell me why

There ain't no debatin', y'all can't keep on hatin

Just know that Bobby got me rich

You can turn this one to two

Let me show you what to do

They won't even let it dry

I be makin' pigeons fly

Since we talkin' bout rocks, got them buried in my jewels

Will did it, did it, your block get you buried if you snooze

The city say that I'm hot, they love the way that I move

30 somethin' in this Glock, so ain't no way I can lose

All this Bobby got me lit, got me Bobby from his bitch

King of R&B, raw bass, I got it if you sniff

They askin' for that poison, color of Mike Biv

I only sell candy, girl, the size bricks

Everybody talkin' bout them boys from Boston

Why won't they just let us live? Tell me why

There ain't no debatin', y'all can't keep on hatin

Just know that Bobby got me rich

You can turn this one to two

Let me show you what to do

They won't even let it dry

I be makin' pigeons fly