Stop
The Game Feat Rick Ross Lyrics
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Blueface, baby
(Hvnnidband did that)
Yeah, aight
Stop the cappin'
Stop the cappin'
Stop cappin' (stop cappin'), I'm really poppin' (poppin')
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions
Stop the cappin' (stop the cappin'), I'm really poppin' (poppin')
How can I slip if I'm the one doin' the moppin'?
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions
Shoot a movie in this bitch with extended clips
Bet he feel guilty when I knock down the innocent
Glock with a dick for a Jehovah's if he witnessed it (no witnesses)
It's not about how you start, it's 'bout how you finish shit (finish)
Shots to the face, no chaser (I ain't chasin')
Fuck a fade, I'm only givin' out tapers (yellow tape)
Woke up early just to slide on you later (see you later)
I always keep a hard pole for a hater (bop)
Two dicks, I'm with the full-fledged bullshit (with the bullshit)
It don't make sense, I can't pay full attention (ayy)
I always stood out, 'cause I was too ahead to fit in
No pot to piss in, now my gold really pissin' (pissin')
Blueface bust-down, Aquafina on my pendant (on my pendant)
Grown-ass man, baby, I ain't got no dependent (no dependent)
No forensic, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions
Stop cappin' (stop cappin'), I'm really poppin' (poppin')
How can I slip if I'm the one doin' the moppin'?
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions
Stop the cappin' (stop the cappin'), I'm really poppin' (poppin')
How can I slip if I'm the one doin' the moppin'?
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions
Stop cappin', I'm really poppin'
Pull up on your block with a stick and get to moppin'
I'm literally talkin' in this bitch and it's still knockin'
She gon' pop it 'cause I'm poppin'
.30 in a .40, feel like I'm squeezin' a lemon
Bruce Lee wearin' kicks fly, now this Glock kickin'
Pop up least expected, like a mention
Niggas want beef 'til I bring it to they kitchen
It's all fun and games 'til I pull up to your block trippin'
Curry in the clip but I'm shootin' like Scottie Pippen
Hot sauce, no drive-by, bounced out and walked up
Taped off, stop the cappin', you niggas all talk
Difficult, but I make it look simple (simple)
Rondo with the .9 'cause I stay off my dribble (off my dribble)
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachments, but this Glock got extensions
Stop cappin' (stop cappin'), I'm really poppin' (poppin')
How can I slip if I'm the one doin' the moppin'?
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions
Stop the cappin' (stop the cappin'), I'm really poppin' (poppin')
How can I slip if I'm the one doin' the moppin'?
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions
Pull up in that black Lambo' truck on Daytons
Hop out my own shit, turn around and start hatin'
So I feel you fuck niggas, I would hate me too
Your baby momma stuck on my dick, crazy glue
I'm 'bout that action, tap in when you land in LA
I send a Uber to hit your Airbnb with a 'K
That bitch wet, James Harden stroke
I'm like the air nigga, I want all the smoke
I'm the King, no crown, Hennessy guzzle down
Hunnid stacks, black diamonds, I'ma drip 'til I drown
Give a click to a clown, got a drum that make sounds
One shoot that go through a gorilla and knock a elephant down
My Uzi got the got the head, hella' extensions
Cut all the tention 'fore these hoes get to trppin'
All the IG cappin', now your ass missing
Fifteen hunnid the homie, and some gas for the mission
Stop cappin' (stop cappin'), I'm really poppin' (poppin')
How can I slip if I'm the one doin' the moppin'?
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions
Stop the cappin' (stop the cappin'), I'm really poppin' (poppin')
How can I slip if I'm the one doin' the moppin'?
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions (extensions)
The lyrics to The Game & Rick Ross's "Stop" are about separating the real from the fake. The rapper is calling out those who are "cappin" or lying about their success and street credibility. He asserts that he is really "poppin" and is not afraid to use his Glock to defend himself from any threats. The lines "No forensics, no witness, no ballistics" suggest that he takes steps to eliminate any evidence that could tie him to a crime. He also talks about his extended clips and the power he has with his guns. The Game & Rick Ross also boast about their money, cars, and jewelry.
The lyrics paint a picture of the violent and competitive world of rap where authenticity and street credibility are highly valued. The Game & Rick Ross use their lyrics to establish their dominance and to separate themselves from those who are not "poppin". The use of aggressive language and violent imagery reinforces the idea that the rap game is not for the faint-hearted.
Overall, the lyrics of "Stop" reveal the pressures of the rap game and the importance of authenticity and credibility. The use of violent language and imagery underscores the competitive nature of the industry and highlights the sacrifices rappers make to establish themselves as relevant and successful.
Line by Line Meaning
Stop the cappin'
Stop the lies
Stop cappin' (stop cappin'), I'm really poppin' (poppin')
I'm not lying, I'm actually popular
How can I slip if I'm the one doin' the moppin'?
I can't fail if I'm in control
No forensics, no witness, no ballistics (no ballistics)
No evidence, no one who saw it, no proof
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions
The gun has additional features but it's not attached to anything else
Shoot a movie in this bitch with extended clips
I can shoot a long video with a lot of bullets
Bet he feel guilty when I knock down the innocent
I'll make someone feel bad after I kill someone who didn't deserve it
Glock with a dick for a Jehovah's if he witnessed it (no witnesses)
The gun is so powerful that it could shoot a Jehovah's Witness who saw it
It's not about how you start, it's 'bout how you finish shit (finish)
It doesn't matter how you begin, it matters how you end
Shots to the face, no chaser (I ain't chasin')
I'm not holding back, I'm going all in
Fuck a fade, I'm only givin' out tapers (yellow tape)
I'm not giving anyone a haircut, I'm only using caution tape to mark off crime scenes
Woke up early just to slide on you later (see you later)
I'm going to surprise you later, when you least expect it
I always keep a hard pole for a hater (bop)
I'm always ready to fight someone who doesn't like me
Two dicks, I'm with the full-fledged bullshit (with the bullshit)
I'm fully committed to being a jerk
It don't make sense, I can't pay full attention (ayy)
I'm easily distracted and don't focus well
I always stood out, 'cause I was too ahead to fit in
I was always different from everyone else, because I was more advanced
No pot to piss in, now my gold really pissin' (pissin')
I used to be poor, but now I have so much money that I can use gold to pee
Blueface bust-down, Aquafina on my pendant (on my pendant)
My jewelry is expensive and flashy
Grown-ass man, baby, I ain't got no dependent (no dependent)
I'm a mature man and I don't rely on anyone else
Pull up on your block with a stick and get to moppin'
I'll come to your neighborhood with a gun and start shooting
I'm literally talkin' in this bitch and it's still knockin'
My music is so loud that I can still hear it even while talking
She gon' pop it 'cause I'm poppin'
She'll dance provocatively because I'm famous
.30 in a .40, feel like I'm squeezin' a lemon
The gun is powerful and easy to use
Bruce Lee wearin' kicks fly, now this Glock kickin'
The gun is as fast and powerful as Bruce Lee's kicks
Pop up least expected, like a mention
I'll appear when you least expect it, like a social media mention
Niggas want beef 'til I bring it to they kitchen
People want to start trouble until I confront them in person
It's all fun and games 'til I pull up to your block trippin'
People think it's a joke until I show up and start causing trouble
Curry in the clip but I'm shootin' like Scottie Pippen
I'm really good at shooting, like Steph Curry and Scottie Pippen
Hot sauce, no drive-by, bounced out and walked up
I don't need to drive by, I can just get out and walk up to my target
Taped off, stop the cappin', you niggas all talk
The crime scene is blocked off, and people need to stop lying and pretending to be tough
Difficult, but I make it look simple (simple)
Even though it's hard, I make it look easy
Rondo with the .9 'cause I stay off my dribble (off my dribble)
I have a powerful gun to protect myself, so I don't need to run away
Pull up in that black Lambo' truck on Daytons
I arrive in a luxury car with fancy wheels
Hop out my own shit, turn around and start hatin'
I get out of my car and immediately start insulting people
Your baby momma stuck on my dick, crazy glue
I have sex with someone else's girlfriend, and she won't leave me alone
I'm 'bout that action, tap in when you land in LA
I'm ready to fight, so let me know when you're in Los Angeles
I send a Uber to hit your Airbnb with a 'K'
I'll send someone to shoot up where you're staying with a powerful gun
That bitch wet, James Harden stroke
The sex is really good and I'm like a famous basketball player
I'm like the air nigga, I want all the smoke
I'm tough and I'll fight anyone who wants to challenge me
I'm the King, no crown, Hennessy guzzle down
I'm the leader, but I don't need a crown to prove it, and I like to drink alcohol
Hunnid stacks, black diamonds, I'ma drip 'til I drown
I have a lot of money and flashy jewelry, and I'll keep showing it off
Give a click to a clown, got a drum that make sounds
I'll give a gun to a stupid person, and it will make a lot of noise
One shoot that go through a gorilla and knock a elephant down
The gun is so powerful that it could shoot through a gorilla and knock down an elephant
My Uzi got the got the head, hella' extensions
The gun is very powerful and has additional features
Cut all the tention 'fore these hoes get to trppin'
I need to get rid of the tension before people start fighting
All the IG cappin', now your ass missing
People were lying on Instagram, and now someone is missing
Fifteen hunnid the homie, and some gas for the mission
It costs $1500 for me to do a job, and I need gas money
No attachment, but this Glock got extensions (extensions)
The gun has additional features but it's not attached to anything else
Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Jayceon Terrell Taylor, Jonathan Porter, Omar Rosendo Peralta
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@bffllps
2022 and still going hardπ₯
@jamalsmith7524
The beat is still everlasting in 2023 π₯
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2019 anyone?π₯π₯π₯π₯π₯
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2022???
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2022 gang
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2024
@jashardwallington
Underrated game song
@rozayjustin7674
The lines never stopped playing in my head
@KONQUISTADOR23
Black Sabbath and the Game...! Damn I love this jam