This is a song about "Poppin caps"

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

I can only make you lose your caps

That was mine, now it's time, you'll get locked in caps,

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

And not just the shit about busting caps

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

I say its gettin poppin, but whats poppin is the bacon

Cops shootin' innocents, and ghettos bustin' caps in asses

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

Cause these days, poppin is expected

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

No ball caps, when im turning back to them