a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

dj sound - copkilla part 1 lyrics

[intro: dirty red]
copk!lla, k!lla, cop+, copk!lla, k!lla cop
makin’ them [?] motherf+ckers drop
cops ain’t sh+t to me

[verse 1: lil bay]
i got a motherf+ckin’ clip full of pointed tips, pointed at your chest
ready to blast, even if you got on your f+ckin’ vest
i got the sh+t, yeah, it’s gonna go through ya
if you are a mark in the dark, you’ll [?] ya
dead on arrival, i don’t give a f+ck, g
i’m playin’ ducker with the memphis police
callin’ 911, we need a patrol car, quickly
when the sucker comin’, he’s gettin’ his f+ckin’ dome split
see, me and dirty red, big dogs, dj sound down to clown
on a cop, catch me slip, i’m fillin’ them full of pointed tips
i don’t give a f+ck about a tight booty officer
if you step to me i found your ass in a coffin, sir
boom, boom, boom, dead, motherf+cker, dead
two in your chest, and one in your forehead
dirty red pass me the joint, n+gga
now you done met behind the f+ckin’ trigger

[verse 2: dirty red]
rat+tat+tat+tat with my gat, got your face fast
scopin’ on your head, now you’re dead, victim of infrared
sniper, night stalker, motherf+ckin’ beat rocker
better known as the folks, so you know they gotta go
five+0, five+0 leavin’ you dead on arrival
you’re thinkin’ you’re catchin’ me slippin’, but i got the clip in the tec
man, for you b+tches with them vests, mane, i’ll be the best man
masterplan, hitman, scopin’ like a psycho and
ruthless, knockin’ these punk police ass too [?]
rollin’ in a [?] car, pushin’ up two seats
hangin’ in the south memphis area
kickin’ it with the clan, through n+ggas [?]
[verse 3: lil bay]
[?] back, the patrol on the motherf+ckin’ trigger
scopin’ out cops with my monsterous cap peeler
cop k!ller, k!ller cop, make a motherf+cker drop
dead on the scene, mane, f+ck a punk+sucker, nah
they just some robbers, wearin’ them d+mn ducks
who just fall when they f+ck with me, i’m goin’ ’cause [?] shoot
leavin’ their bodies all f+cked up, another sucker bite the dust
i bet them pointed tips, will make ya back up
federal dishes, sh+t’s the sh+t, that you got, n+gga
now it’s up to me, to pull the f+ckin’ trigger
deep in your heart, on the sidewalk
the one, you try to get me on the [?], you like [?]+ball
when you c+ck, the bullet on my f+ckin’ chrome steel
this sh+t is real, a victim of my pistol
just like death, b+tch, your ass done die quick
dirty, tell these b+tches what’s up with this sh+t

[verse 4: dirty red]
i’m scopin’ and droppin’ the cops, you know i’m puttin’ em in a body bag
toe tags, you torn up like nothin’ but a f+ckin’ rat
straight up, laid up, your whole family’s f+cked up
’cause you f+ck with a n+gga, a k!ller that really don’t give a f+ck
a realer, i’m comin’ at these b+tches like warfare
i don’t care, i’m leavin’ cop body parts everywhere
dirty red, the name i claim, all about that money, mane
f+ckin’ with me, you’ll get a blast, i’ll put your ass in the past
quick, fast, devilish, see? ’cause a n+gga gotta split
k!ll a motherf+ckin’ cop, mane, just f+ck this sh+t
[chorus: dirty red]
copk!lla, k!lla, cop+, copk!lla, k!lla cop
cops ain’t sh+t to me
copk!lla, k!lla, cop+, copk!lla, k!lla cop
cops ain’t sh+t to me
copk!lla, k!lla, cop+, copk!lla, k!lla cop
cops ain’t sh+t to me
copk!lla, k!lla, cop+, copk!lla, k!lla cop
makin’ them [?] motherf+ckers drop
cops ain’t sh+t to me
copk!lla, k!lla, cop+, copk!lla, k!lla cop
makin’ them [?] motherf+ckers drop
cops ain’t sh+t to me
cops ain’t sh+t to me
cops ain’t sh+t to me

[outro: lil bay]
yeah, you know what i’m sayin’ this dirty red and lil bay
you know what i’m sayin’, f+ckin’ up the system
you know what i’m sayin’, ain’t barrin’ none
in the ‘9+3, takin’ these motherf+ckin’ [?] white boys out
you know what i’m sayin’
n+gga, n+gga
bizzitch, cop
cops
f+ck the five+0
n+gga, n+gga
cops ain’t sh+t to me
cops ain’t sh+t to me
cops ain’t sh+t to me
cops ain’t sh+t to me
cops ain’t sh+t to me
cops ain’t sh+t to me

- dj sound lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS