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koopsta knicca - lay it down lyrics

[hook: dj paul samples]
but now, but now i gotta make ’em lay it down
i gotta make ’em lay it down
the 6 double 6 mobbin’ n-ggas rush, this is the touch

i don’t wanna hurt n0body
unless i gotta cl!ck for them keys
man, let’s stick up these

[verse 1: kingpin skinny pimp and (lil gin)]
darkness (hustle day) tightly up my gat
(storm door) but no (crash through the window)
glock nine by nineteen, softly grip so i won’t slip
(bustin’ a cap in yo face)
n-ggas don’t you even not try to trip?
where you stay? “what you mean?”
is you clean? “f-ck you hoe”
smart-ss -bang bang- blood it got scattered all over the floor
5.0 convulsions, holler with three keys in my trunk
take a cruise to florida, mr. captain on that yacht
b-tches in bikinis when the b-tterfly pimp will tell the b-tch i make her wanna get me some chewin’
but (?) go get that thang, let’s go make a stang
now i’m drinkin’ bushwacker, a hollow will hurt … n-ggas
(?) smokey city k!llas, watson and brown, north memphis ground
when we rob, thats my job, you offguard from my glock
when i c-ck the missile tone pistol, duckin’ won’t help yo dome
so f-ck you bone, bitin’ our f-ckin’ style
you hoes gon’ get kidnapped (you b-tches lay it down!)

[hook/dj paul samples]

[verse 2: lord infamous]
i got a flame burnin’ the leaf around the devil weed
laid back in the darkness in the steamer on the backstreet
scarecrow is waitin’ for bodys to pop out the crib
……. cause i’m feeling (?) about thirteen murders
my n-gga before sunday evening huh
i got a black bandana tied around my face
grab the cash and all the weight
put it in my black briefcase
hey, cause this sh-t really don’t stop me making me no motherf-ckin’ d-mn difference
strictly mafioso n-gga, they call me lord infamous, uh
i got a chamber equipped with painful tips
i snip and rip and i won’t stop until you rest
and soaked up off a gat new clip
so i must warn you, i will harm you
don’t test scarecrows nuts
cause i will bl–dy up my gloves in yo cut
like chuck give it up now
got somethin’ for you, and you, and you
and that motherf-cker over there too
my name is scarecrow b-tch, in other words: n-gga i love to shoot
but business boomin’ mane, so i can’t complain
insane boom-bang, you’re a victim of a stang mane

[hook/dj paul samples]

[verse 3: koopsta knicca]
seekin’ a b-tch (?) cause i’m constantly thinkin’ (?) more than me
skulls … of a psychopathic murder scene
i’m fiendin for them rings and mega bucks mane i can’t get enough
poetry is the substance when the koopsta knicca’s poppin’ slugs
i’m the type of n-gga that’ll got yo -ss when i say “don’t laugh”
no tellin’ when i hit you but you wind up in a body bag
sittin’ up like a b-tch trick at a victim of this f-ckin’ stang
teflons in up in yo brain
bl–dy-blood-bl–dy-blood blood stain
murder, murder, murder
cause that koopsta knicca’s ’bout to serve her
hustle for this cheese … in this b-tch
b-tches be like (?) sh-t … can be some victim
(?) sh-t won’t pay me off, hoe i just stick ’em
k!ll yo grannies, aunties and yo mammies, really i don’t give a f-ck
cl!ckin’ is that koopsta knicca, fiendin’ for them mega bucks
victim of trick lay it down or be a body in a (?)
best to watch yo back or be a victim of this f-cking stang

- koopsta knicca lyrics

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