[Intro: DJ Paul]
Aw, yeah
The Triple 6 Mafia in this mothafucka
Finna take you bitches to the Devil's Playground
Better known as the Stash Spot
And uh...hahaha (guess who?)
[Hook 2]
The Koops, the-the-the Koops
The-the-the Koopsta Knicca's a cap peeler
Guess who?, guess who?
The Koops, the-the-the Koopsta Knicca's a cap peeler
The Koopsta Knicca's a cap peeler
I just wanted to remind you
The Koops, the-the-the Koops
The-the-the Koopsta Knicca's a cap peeler
Guess who?, guess who?
The Koops, the-the-the Koopsta Knicca's a cap peeler
The Koopsta Knicca's a cap peeler
[Verse 1: Koopsta Knicca, DJ Paul]
Well, I'm fresh up out of jail with no job, so I steal and rob
Creepin' through them parks
And runnin' them bitches up out them boulevards
This that type of shit that'll make your click to get your ass in
Well, what you want, dog, what you want playa?
Bitch, them mothafuckin' dividends
I'm that nigga to envy with, that damn Devil in me
Koopsta's buckin' these bitches down
Leavin' them mothafuckin' pockets empty
That's what I did, now I got a fuckin' bloody Glock
From makin' these niggas like drop
'Cause I'm takin' these bitches off to my stash pot
And when I step, damn fools, best to watch yourself
'Cause walkin' with the Koopsta Knicca's bad for your fuckin' health
Ho, I would rather make a sting than be a lame burglar
And if I do you, it's a murder, murder, murder, murders
Inside the mind of a mothafuckin' lunatic
Leavin' bitches headless, it's pathetic to try to fuck with this
That's why I make them hits and call this shit a nigga knock
*Bang, bang, bang* Bitch, don't let this be a stash spot
Aw, yeah
The Triple 6 Mafia in this mothafucka
Finna take you bitches to the Devil's Playground
Better known as the Stash Spot
And uh...hahaha (guess who?)
[Hook 2]
The Koops, the-the-the Koops
The-the-the Koopsta Knicca's a cap peeler
Guess who?, guess who?
The Koops, the-the-the Koopsta Knicca's a cap peeler
The Koopsta Knicca's a cap peeler
I just wanted to remind you
The Koops, the-the-the Koops
The-the-the Koopsta Knicca's a cap peeler
Guess who?, guess who?
The Koops, the-the-the Koopsta Knicca's a cap peeler
The Koopsta Knicca's a cap peeler
[Verse 1: Koopsta Knicca, DJ Paul]
Well, I'm fresh up out of jail with no job, so I steal and rob
Creepin' through them parks
And runnin' them bitches up out them boulevards
This that type of shit that'll make your click to get your ass in
Well, what you want, dog, what you want playa?
Bitch, them mothafuckin' dividends
I'm that nigga to envy with, that damn Devil in me
Koopsta's buckin' these bitches down
Leavin' them mothafuckin' pockets empty
That's what I did, now I got a fuckin' bloody Glock
From makin' these niggas like drop
'Cause I'm takin' these bitches off to my stash pot
And when I step, damn fools, best to watch yourself
'Cause walkin' with the Koopsta Knicca's bad for your fuckin' health
Ho, I would rather make a sting than be a lame burglar
And if I do you, it's a murder, murder, murder, murders
Inside the mind of a mothafuckin' lunatic
Leavin' bitches headless, it's pathetic to try to fuck with this
That's why I make them hits and call this shit a nigga knock
*Bang, bang, bang* Bitch, don't let this be a stash spot
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