This is a song about "Ops"

If i went ops then evil wins this war neither killing more blood sheds a flow at

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Crack dealers and converts at concerts going black ops.

Killed her like i'm special ops/

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

The one eyed cyclops, from the hip hop black ops, ready or not i cant stop.

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Im beating this fool like battle field to black ops

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

Maskin up to bag this up- getting that black ops dough