Judgement Night

歌詞

You broke rule number one: Do not steal from me Kick them bitches out my business Trick Lil Koop has something for 'em A motherfucking, a nigga knock with the warrant I'm knowin' I gotta touch 'em, knowin' I gotta buck 'em dead Lil bumpin' bitches creds got me runnin' from the fucking feds Kickin' with the clizzick, trick all years still been on them slabs They said that Koop ain't comin' clean, mane I be damned Buck 'em down Yo clown just gain some inches 'fore you get sprayed Scandalous is the killa pimpin' Koopsta Knicca Clickin' with the motherfuckin' twelve gauge I made 'em face the grave and laid that shit like down my nig I hit 'em real quick and counted up my dividends The devil's in me, got me sinnin', nigga why you grinnin'? There's no forgiveness, tell me should I let you keep a livin'? Grab me a four, kicked in them doors like the night before Mane hit them floors or be a ugly lookin' in the morgue Body sore, broken skull, hoe I take yo life Six thousand six six six - celsus of a judgement night You broke rule number one: Do not steal from me I got a knock on my door man, who is it bitch? Is it my niggas from the motherfuckin' Triple Six? Get out my head, I'm scared, lil soon you might be dead Don't make me put you in dread inside a homestead Tonight's the night to make a pimp-tight fright night We cut them bodies in chunks, done by a butcher knife I buck 'em dead on a double cause I don't need no trouble Mane what the fucks a muscle to a damn bodies hustle? My Glock goes *pop* and *pop* and make them niggas drop Come take a ride to my motherfuckin' stash spot [DJ Paul] Ahh yeah the Koopsta Knicca in this motherfucker For all you (?) ass hoes For all you motherfuckin' only dick ass niggas We motherfuckin' Prophet Posse For all you motherfuckin' bitches That's on our motherfuckin' shit Y'all know what time it iiiiis Triple 6, Triple 6, Triple 6 niggas! You broke rule number one: Do not steal from me