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conversations.value: Write me a song called Troopers with the following description: “Troopers” is 9th track from Jay Rock’s third studio album titled Redemption, that comes after three year musical hiatus.
  The track is characterized by top notch production from CuBeatz & Cardo, which is audible by the producers' distinctive sounds – the characteristic “crooked” sound of the melody (CuBeatz) and characteristic snare (Cardo).
  Throughout the track, Jay Rock manifests many various flows and styles of rapping/singing which as a consequence make the track exceptional and differentiated and coincides perfectly with unusual production.
  The main topic of the composition are title Troopers, which are most likely street accomplices compared here to soldiers, mainly because of their duty, loyalty and persistence, as mentioned by Jay Rock. Troopers may also refer to the Star Wars soldiers, which also in fact were obedient and loyal, but it is not confirmed in the lyrics.
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro]
  Cardo got wings
  [Chorus: Jay Rock]
  It's work on the phone
  Tell my mama that I might not make it home
  Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch
  Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch
  Me and my troopers
  I said it's work on the phone
  Somebody tell my mama I might not make it home
  Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch
  Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch
  Me and my troopers
  [Verse 1: Jay Rock]
  If that's your real nigga, he gon' slide for you
  If that's your real nigga, he gon' die for you
  You ain't gotta question when it's brackin'
  Just point me in the direction when it's action
  Day ones in the sandbox, from breakin' through them padlocks
  To burners in the stashbox, your whole hood mascots
  My whole hood mad Watts, that's gang, gang, gang
  We politic, on missions, don't hang, hang, hang
  We got bad bitches too, huh, and they blast bitches too, huh
  And they shoot the fair one too, huh, we can take it there too, huh
  Niggas win some and lose some, just went half on a new drum
  Summertime is overdue huh, double back when the news come [Chorus: Jay Rock]
  It's work on the phone
  Tell my mama that I might not make it home
  Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch
  Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch
  Me and my troopers
  I said it's work on the phone
  Somebody tell my mama I might not make it home
  Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch
  Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch
  Me and my troopers
  [Verse 2: Jay Rock & 
  Kendrick Lamar
  ]
  Back door, back door, East Side, we go back door
  What you wanna act for? You get what you ask for
  Ballin' in the game now, East Side, we go back door
  (
  East Side, East Side, East Side, East Side, East Side
  )
  Nothing is the same now, motherfuck the task force
  Came up and I went back, changed up, never did that
  If it's taped off, yeah I did that, blew a half a mil', yeah, I did that
  On the blade, girl, is you with that? Ten toes on the pavement
  Sell your soul in the Days Inn, shacked up like a caveman
  Troopers on deck, secure the bag, we plant the flags
  So what we on next? What we on next?
  Rock bottom from the NG's, handguns on the ten speed
  RIP to my dead homies, loyalty is all we need, yeah [Chorus: Jay Rock]
  It's work on the phone
  Tell my mama that I might not make it home
  Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch
  Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch
  Me and my troopers
  I said it's work on the phone
  Somebody tell my mama I might not make it home
  Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch
  Me and my troopers hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch
  Me and my troopers