Koopsta Knicca, Gangsta Boo - Now I'm Hi (Pt. 2) lyrics

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

Ho, why these bitches quick to jump
To get they mothafuckin' head bump?
I popped my trunk and then I
Blast them tr'izz'icks with my pump
Here because of the shit that
A nigga 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 this low
I have to go out like Charles Manson
The Koopsta committin' evil sins with
The mind of Satan
A mothafuckin' hard lead, nervous in the head
And yeah, it's gonna be another nigga dead
Twistin' on my dreads while I'm
Loadin' up my milli' rounds
So we can gonna spray and
Buck these busta bitches down
Oh, 'cause I'm really
Really tired of hearin' babbage shit
So let me hit them tricks
And label this the crucifix
The Koopsta's from the Ville where
The Devil shit for real
My type of killa leave you
Burnin' in the cornfield
Because yo' god got you niggas
Thinkin' you damn hard
I break ya apart and have a
Ritual in the fuckin' park

Triple Six, Triple Six, Triple Six
Triple Six
Triple Six, Triple Six, Triple Six
Smoked out
Now I'm high, now I'm high (Triple Six)
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

Mask to my fuckin' face
I'm fiendin' to increase my high
Eyeballs is like red as Hell
These bitches better recognize
Gangsta Boo the scandalous that's bitch 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 campaign time
Smoked up all the blunts, and now I'm high
I'm on cloud nine
Jump trick up and fool I click
You get yo' fuckin' body bust
Bitches bodies chopped in bit's and guts
And shit off in my trunk
Str'izz'apped all the time because
Some evil shit goes through my head
Bullets to your temple got you bitches
Dead up in the med
Bloody Glock is cocked and ready to
Pop up on another ho
Hollow points will have yo' bitch ass
Knockin' on the Devil's door
Bitches, bitches, respect this, niggas
Nigga, blast me, bitch
Pimpin' this anna
Punk bitches that violate this shit
Because yeah, bitch, you know it's thick
On yo' mothafuckin' ass
Plain and simple as it be
Doggin' all you funky ho's, nigga
You can't fuck with me

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
Smoked out now I'm high, now I'm high
Now I'm high, now I'm high, really high
Mane, I'm about to shout