(feat. DJ Paul)



[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 have test you

Before I let you down in my boat

But now I push you over to watch you struggle to stay afloat

We drop A rope straight around your throat

Lets see if he chokes

When I trip of this weed and

Put the ship in high speed

Always wanna have ya fuckin way like a hoe

This triple 6 shit don't stop

So what the fuck you gunna D-O

Trick ass nigga



[CHORUS UNTIL FADE]