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[CHORUS]
Cook up like a dough boy
Smellin like fahrenheit
Motherfucker whatcha gunna do
[Koopsta Knicca]
Since ya' niggas from the ville
They got to fuck me just get em mane
Fuckin with that 6 double 6
Its gunna be a fright night
Paul is making nigga knocking
Point that glock at them bitches faces
Know Koopsta plays that Koopsta Knicca
Gone on a motherfuckin rampage
Kicking with that 9 in hand
Lets make this to another stance
Scarecrow with that satanic bible
Tell me where's the killa man
(edited) God lets take this on another ride
Juicy with that tech 9 lets turn this to a homicide
666 now burning shit lets make this to a crucifix
Chopped up in a fucking ditch
We clickin like Jeffery Domer's bitch
Bitch in my yard
Is where your body be well exposed
Its 6 double 6 mafia clicks slanging
Listen ya funking hoes
Ya scared ya scared
Because I dwell with that evil dead
I bled them bodies
I left the blood running in your bed
The koopsta's a pyscho nigga
You got a ?psy i am to? too
A glock to yo body fool
Now whatcha gunna do
[CHORUS]
[DJ PAUL]
Glocks
Tech 9's
Uzi's at yo motherfucking face
No fear
Quickly watch a fucking murder take place
Place me a trick in my guillotine
Chop his cock off and
See how fast we can make this mother scream
We means
No fuckin niceness when we around
My glock make this sound (gun shots)
When I buck down clowns
Funkytown cause you to be slippin
You be like trippin
And fallin under spells
Even by my demon tells me
How ya gunna get
With my 6 double 6 6 million 6 hundred and 60 thousand crazies
That i click with wickedness
I shoulda ha
[CHORUS] Cook up like a dough boy Smellin like fahrenheit Motherfucker whatcha gunna do [Koopsta Knicca] Since ya' niggas from the ville They got to fuck me just get em mane Fuckin with that 6 double 6 Its gunna be a fright night Paul is making nigga knocking Point that glock at them bitches faces Know Koopsta plays that Koopsta Knicca Gone on a motherfuckin rampage Kicking with that 9 in hand Lets make this to another stance Scarecrow with that satanic bible Tell me where's the killa man (edited) God lets take this on another ride Juicy with that tech 9 lets turn this to a homicide 666 now burning shit lets make this to a crucifix Chopped up in a fucking ditch We clickin like Jeffery Domer's bitch Bitch in my yard Is where your body be well exposed Its 6 double 6 mafia clicks slanging Listen ya funking hoes Ya scared ya scared Because I dwell with that evil dead I bled them bodies I left the blood running in your bed The koopsta's a pyscho nigga You got a ?psy i am to? too A glock to yo body fool Now whatcha gunna do [CHORUS] [DJ PAUL] Glocks Tech 9's Uzi's at yo motherfucking face No fear Quickly watch a fucking murder take place Place me a trick in my guillotine Chop his cock off and See how fast we can make this mother scream We means No fuckin niceness when we around My glock make this sound (gun shots) When I buck down clowns Funkytown cause you to be slippin You be like trippin And fallin under spells Even by my demon tells me How ya gunna get With my 6 double 6 6 million 6 hundred and 60 thousand crazies That i click with wickedness I shoulda ha
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