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Robbers (Original Version) - Koopsta Knicca
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Robbers (Original Version) Koopsta Knicca

Robbers (Original Version) - Koopsta Knicca
[Intro: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean (Ahaha)
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K (Ahaha)
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean (Ahaha)
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K (Ahaha)

[Hook: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K

[Verse 1: Koopsta Knicca & DJ Paul]
Memphis, the Koopsta swoops, sendin' bustas straight to the med
Us robbers, we break 'em down like the return of the livin' dead
Burn out on you funky ho's, time to creep like a criminal
It feels so beautiful when I blast through the fuckin' door
Well, back in the day, when my life was a challenge
It got hard from watchin' that murderous shit
When I was a convict, I'm wreckin' they faces
And dumpin' them trizzicks like down in a ditch
Koopsta the Knicca, the ritual killer
Go creep me some, make 'em hit their knees
Dead bodies in them fuckin' trees when I load my gun, bitch
So when I get my Glock and load it up it's 'bout them mega bucks
It makes me 'bout to pop a slug, make your movies tensionous
Really, really, really, do you think that you can rob?
Can you buck these busta bitches down?
Leave 'em dead between cars?
A Babbage nigga tried to set me up a stale deal
Now where he at? Still burnin' in the cornfield
I had to pop him, had to buck him in his fuckin' head
"Nah, you don't wanna have to do me"
Nah, nigga, I ain't interested (*gunshot*)
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