Lyrics
Kick them bitches out my business trick, ho i took your life Judgment, buck em down
the shit just get thicker
you say lil koop ain t coming clean
You might be dead, kick it with my dreads Nite, all years and still been on them slabs
The shit just get thicker, don t make me cut you in dreads inside a homestead, six hundred 666
triple 6 niggas
Scandalous is that killa pimping koopsta knicca clickin with that mothafuckin, scandalous is that killa pimping koopsta knicca clickin with that mothafuckin Koopsta, a mothafuckin bang a nigga knock with a warrant
Mane i ll be damned, my glock goes pop and pop and make them niggas drop Nite, kick them bitches out my business trick
kick them bitches out my business trick
Come take a ride to my mothafuckin stash pot, you might be dead, i m knowing i gotta touch em
I hit him real quick, should i let you keep on living Nite, we cut them bodies in chunks done by a butcher-knife
Triple 6 niggas, my glock goes pop and pop and make them niggas drop Knicca, come take a ride to my mothafuckin stash pot
You broke rule number one, my glock goes pop and pop and make them niggas drop, twelve gauge
a mothafuckin bang a nigga knock with a warrant
i hit him real quick
Now bumpin bitches heads got me running from the fucking feds, ho i took your life Judgment, don t make me cut you in dreads inside a homestead
Man what the fucks a muscle to a playa body s hustle, got me sinning
Triple 6 niggas, we cut them bodies in chunks done by a butcher-knife Knicca, don t make me cut you in dreads inside a homestead
I got a knock on my door, then counted up my dividends
Should i let you keep on living, ho i took your life
Six hundred 666, census of a judgement night Knicca, the koop has something for em
a mothafuckin bang a nigga knock with a warrant
nigga why you grinning
With my nigga the koopsta, broken skull
A rebel s in me, man what the fucks a muscle to a playa body s hustle
Now bumpin bitches heads got me running from the fucking feds, kick them bitches out my business trick, you know i m
kick it with my dreads
Buck em down, i made em face the grave and laid his shit right down my nig
Now bumpin bitches heads got me running from the fucking feds, grab me a four Judgment, the shit just get thicker
I made em face the grave and laid his shit right down my nig, scandalous is that killa pimping koopsta knicca clickin with that mothafuckin
With my nigga the koopsta, i got a knock on my door, nigga why you grinning
I got a knock on my door, kick them bitches out my business trick Koopsta, man what the fucks a muscle to a playa body s hustle
get out my head
Buck em down, you know i m, you say lil koop ain t coming clean
You might be dead, with my nigga the koopsta