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koopsta knicca - fiya lyrics

[intro]
that was then and this is now
gotta make a living, b-tch, somehow
that was then and this is now
is now, is now, is now, somehow
that was then and this is now
gotta make a living, b-tch, somehow
that was then and this is now
is now, is now, is now, is now

[chorus]
fiya (wo-wo-wo-wo-woo-woo)
fiya (aw, hang on)
fiya (wo-wo-wo-wo-woo-woo)
fiya (uh-oh, hang on)

[verse 1]
a vet in this sh-t, threat in this b-tch, bled in this sh-t
rip ’em real quick, miss, sh-t, a perfect hit
stiff and the cut, covered in mud, victims of slugs
done up by cuz, what? b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
duck or you dead, f-ck ’em instead, billy the kid
put ’em in red, what? them folks just called the feds
and when the sh-t hits the fan you know what it’s about
this time grown folks talking, my n-gga, close your mouth
shut the f-ck up, back the f-ck up

[chorus]
fiya (wo-wo-wo-wo-woo-woo)
fiya (aw, hang on)
fiya (wo-wo-wo-wo-woo-woo)
fiya (uh-oh, hang on)

[verse 2]
breaking the law, f-ck what you saw, pay or you lost
second to cross, wait, b-tch, i’m the underboss
horrible smile, mystical style, n-ggas get wild
bucking ’em down, watch me as i rock the crowd
pounding your -ss, thinking you bad like i was your dad
b-tches get mad, snitching n-ggas get put in bags
rags to them riches, bodies in st-tches, 26 k!llings
missing in ditches, sickened just like a white folk lynching
this is enough, round them hoes up
n-ggas ain’t tough, n-ggas ain’t buck to tear the club up
punk -ss, hoe -ss, suck -ss, broke -ss, sissy -ss, weak -ss, b-tch -ss
i’m sick and tired of f-cking with your -ss

[chorus]
fiya (wo-wo-wo-wo-woo-woo)
fiya (aw, hang on)
fiya (wo-wo-wo-wo-woo-woo)
fiya (uh-oh, hang on)

[verse 3]
a benzo kind of day at the stop light sounds like
people wanna fight ’cause something don’t seem right
let the b-ss burn the souls out your sneakers
daddy gotta rap, do you feel me, tinesha?
it’s the sh-t man cause because
n-ggas chiefing on that bud, wild crunk in the club, what
tough luck, better duck, go and get your gat
this is how we act, grab the gat, c-ck the hammer back

[outro]
that was then and this is now
gotta make a living, b-tch, somehow
that was then and this is now
is now, is now, is now, somehow
that was then and this is now
gotta make a living, b-tch, somehow
that was then and this is now
is now, is now, is now, is now

- koopsta knicca lyrics

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