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Koopsta Knicca – Smoking On A J Lyrics

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Well Im fresh up outta jail wit no job
So I steal and rob
Creepin through them parks and runnin them bitches
Up off them boulevards
This that type of shit thatll make you quick
To get yo ass in
well what you want playa what you want
Bitch them muthafckin dividends
Im that nigga to envy wit that damn devil in me
Koopstas buckin these bitches down leavin
They muthafckin pockets empty
Thats what I did and now I got a fckin bloody glock
From makin these niggas lay
Drop yourself takin these bitches off to my stash spot
And when I step damn fool betta watch yaself
Cuz walkin wit that Koopsta Kniccas
Bad for your fckin health
Ho I would rather make a stang than be a lame burglar
And if I do ya its a murder murder murder murder
Inside the mind of a muthafckin lunatic
Leavin bitches headless its pathetic to try to fck wit this

Thats why I make these hits and call this shit a nigga knock
3 gunshots
Bitch dont let this be a stash spot
I buck em drug em fck em I dont love em
Dump em smokin
Put him, put him in a ho spot
Take me downtown to my stash spot
x4
5-0s on my dick now tell me bitch
What am I supposed to do
Some trick must have snitched about that Koopsta Knicca
Robbin fools
I never break a sweat in the presence of a mutha-fckin redneck
A high speed chase is in effect
Wrap a scarf around my dead dress
Stolen Chevy ballin in wit the fo fifty
In this muthafckin bitch
Plus Im layin down niggas 5-0 bitches cannot fck wit this
Turned the corner thinkin Im gonna
Lay these tricks in a body bag
And could this be the end of the Koopsta Knicca
In a ski mask
Ask me if Im Drac