koopsta knicca - now i'm hi (pt. 2) lyrics
[intro: gangsta blac]
triple six, triple six
triple six, triple six
triple six, triple six
triple six, smoked out
triple six, triple six
triple six, triple six
triple six, triple six
triple six, smoked out
triple six, triple six
triple six, triple six
triple six, triple six
triple six, smoked out
now i’m high, now i’m high
now i’m high, now i’m high
now i’m high, really high
mane i’m about to shout
triple six, triple six
triple six, triple six
triple six, triple six
triple six, smoked out
now i’m high, now i’m high
now i’m high, now i’m high
now i’m high, really high
mane i’m about to shout
[verse 1: koopsta knicca]
hoe why these b-izz-ick quick to jump
to get they motherf-ckin’ head bump
i popped my trunk
and then i blast them tr-izz-icks with my pump
here because of the sh-t that a n-gga had committin’
when i hit ’em from the night before
cause then i sworn i had to take them busta to the morgue
so sweat is low i have to go out like charles manson
the koopsta committin’ evil sh-t with the mind of satan
a motherf-ckin’ hard lead, nervous in the head
and yeah it’s gonna be another n-gga dead
twistin’ on my dreads while i’m loadin’ up my milli rounds
so we can gonna spray and buck these busta b-tches down
oh cause i’m really, really tired of hearin’ babbage sh-t
so let me hit them tricks and (?) this da koopsta biz
the koopsta’s from the ville where the devil shyt for real
my type of k!lla leave you burnin’ in the cornfield
because yo god got you n-ggas think you d-mn hard
i break ya apart and have a ritual in the f-cking park
[hook: gangsta blac]
triple six, triple six
triple six, triple six
triple six, triple six
triple six, smoked out
now i’m high, now i’m high
now i’m high, now i’m high
now i’m high, really high
mane i’m about the south
triple six, triple six
triple six, triple six
triple six, triple six
triple six, smoked out
now i’m high, now i’m high
now i’m high, now i’m high
now i’m high, really high
mane i’m about the south
[verse 2: gangsta boo]
mask to my f-ckin’ face, i’m fiendin to increase my high
eyeb-lls is like red as h-ll, you b-tches better recognize
gangsta boo the scandalous
thats b-tch that call me so so thick
smoked out, loced out, playas all around
but known as triple six
million blunts up in my mind, yeah my nig it’s (?) time
smoked up all the blunts and now i’m high, i’m on cloud nine
jump trick up and fool i click, yo get yo f-ckin’ body bust
b-tches bodies chopped in bits
and guts and sh-t off in my trunk
str-izz-apped all the time
because some evil sh-t goes through my head
bullets to your temple got you b-tches dead up in the med
bl–dy glock is c-cked and ready pop up on another hoe
hollow points will have yo b-tch–ss
knockin’ on the devils door
b-tches, b-tches (?) back this, n-ggas, n-gga blast me b-tch
pimpin’ … this sh-t because yeah b-tch you know it’s thick
on yo motherf-ckin’ -ss, claim yourself a lazy bee
d-gg-n’ all you phonky hoes, n-gga you can’t f-ck with me
[hook: gangsta blac]
triple six, triple six
triple six, triple six
triple six, smoked out
now i’m high, now i’m high
now i’m high, now i’m high
now i’m high, really high
mane i’m about the south
triple six, triple six
triple six, triple six
triple six, triple six
triple six, smoked out
now i’m high, now i’m high
now i’m high, now i’m high
now i’m high, really high
mane i’m about the south
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