letra de prepare to die (unchopped) - koopsta knicca
[chorus: kingpin skinny pimp]
any n-gga wanna test my nuts must prepare to die
bullets they pop, suckers they drop
cause i move crack for the drive-by
[intro: koopsta knicca]
you n-ggas look for me? oh man
you just gon’ find out 2 things ’bout f-ckin’ with me mane
1. ya f-cked up
y’all don’t wanna f-ck with me man
i make breaking news mane
and i’m memphis, tn top most wanted motherf-cker [?]
[verse 1: koopsta knicca]
koop tell the silly motherf-ckers out to get me mane
i’m talkin’ ’bout busy b-izz-ackstabbers goin’ against the grain
explain the beatin’ 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 tef’
pallbearer mystic devil shyt, b-tch no comin’ back
back to the situation, crazy sh-t goin’ through my head
theres plenty anna for you n-ggas, 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
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 blunt, keep my mind in the sky
to make your pockets swell i go sit back and tell you why
[chorus: kingpin skinny pimp]
any n-gga wanna test my nuts must prepare to die
bullets they pop, suckers they drop
cause i move crack for the drive-by
[verse 2: koopsta knicca]
i’m hearin’ rumors in the streets, ey you gon’ get me mane
so i must lurk these busta b-tches, make ’em feel the pain
i’m hearin’ rumors in the streets, ey you gon’ get me mane
so i must lurk these busta b-tches, make ’em feel the pain
up on the rainbow flag the white boy fled he must get no sleep tonight
main hitter a feel surprised, this nina keep ’em hypnotized
c-ck back the hammer, blow out the candle, waitin’ patiently
triple 6 tatted across my chest i’m that entity
imagine bl-izz-ack voodoo magic mixed with bl–dy trails
b-tch koopsta gangsta knicca leave more sh-lls than taco bell
you stress me trick bet you before i rest you gone be dead
not with that love and mercy sh-t, b-tch, i ain’t interested
all that about a b-tch, i go and sit back, then i laugh
the prophet posse ain’t got sh-t on the six everlast
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 sh-t forreal, i’m constantly makin’ breakin’ news
b-tch
[chorus: kingpin skinny pimp]
any n-gga 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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