Koopsta Knicca - Prepare To Die lyrics

[Koopsta Knicca - Prepare To Die lyrics]

Any nigga wanna test my nuts
Must prepare to die
Bullets they pop, suckers they drop
Cause, I move crack for the drive-by

You niggas look for me? oh man
You just gon' find out 2 things
'bout fuckin' with me mane 1 ya fucked up
Y'all don't wanna fuck with me man
I make breaking news mane and I'm Memphis
Tn top most wanted motherfucker


Koop tell the silly motherfuckers out
To get me mane
I'm talkin' 'bout busy b-izz-ackstabbers
Goin' against the grain
Explain the quick from Koop yo deadly friend
On top of business hollows hit 'em
Took 'em to the end
And then I will be blastin' as of full of
Pallbearer mystic Devil Shyt
Bitch no comin' back back to the situation
Crazy shit goin' through my head
Theres plenty anna for you niggas
All I see is red
Hoe why you wish to play with
Guns? Thats my type of fun
The AK hit him, ripped him, kicked him
Left his body numb
Hoe why you play with guns?
Thats my type of fun
The AK hit him, ripped him, kicked him
Left his body numb
I wonder this cause I'm billy the kid
That gangsta Knicca 21st century gunslinger
Koopsta Knicca that cap peeler
I rather start off with a murder
Than be a lame burglar and if I do you hear
Some murder, murder, murder, murders
So I must blaze up me a
So I must blaze up me a
So I must blaze up me a blunt
Keep my mind in the sky
To make your pockets swell I go
Sit back and tell you why

Any nigga wanna test my nuts
Must prepare to die
Bullets they pop, suckers they drop
Cause, I move crack for the drive-by

I'm hearin' rumors in the streets
Ey you gon' get me mane
I'm hearin' rumors in the streets
Ey you gon' get me mane
So I must lurk these busta bitches
Make 'em feel the pain
I'm hearin' rumors in the streets
Ey you gon' get me mane
So I must lurk these busta bitches
Make 'em feel the pain
Up on the rainbow flag must
Get no sleep tonight
Main hitter a feel surprised
This nina keep 'em hypnotized
Cock back the hammer, blow out the candle
Waitin' patiently
Triple 6 tat across my chest I'm that entity
Imagine bl-izz-ack voodoo magic mixed
With bloody trails
Bitch Koopsta gangsta Knicca leave more
Shells than Taco Bell
You stress me trick bet you before
I rest you gone be dead
Not with that love and mercy shit, bitch
I ain't interested
All that about a bitch, I go and sit back
Then I laugh
The Prophet Posse ain't got shit
On the six everlast
And when you see me hoe you best
To try to shake my hand
(And when you see me hoe you best
To try to shake my hand)
And when you see me hoe you best
To try to shake my hand i got yo mammy
I just stuck a broom stick in yo dad
Don't make me act a fool
Koop only trynna keep his cool
I do this shit forreal
I'm constantly makin' breakin' news bitch

Any nigga wanna test my nuts
Must prepare to die
Bullets they pop, suckers they drop
Cause, I move crack for the drive-by

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