Robbers Lyrics
[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp sample]
Robbers, they hang in the hood
Where they ride clean
Stang-stangin' like a bumblebee
With my .45 G-L-O-C-K
[Verse 1]
Memphis the Koopsta's soul
Sendin' bustas straight to the med
Us robbers we break 'em down
Like the return of the living dead
(?) you phonky hoes
Time to creep like criminal
...
When I blast through da fuckin' door
While back in the day when my life was a challenge
It got from watching that murderous shit
When I was a convict I wreck in they faces
And dumpin' these trizzicks like down in a ditch
Koopsta da Knicca, da visual killer
Go creep me some, make 'em hit their knees
Dead bodies in them fuckin' trees
When I load my gun bitch
So when I get my Glock and load it up
It's 'bout to them mega bucks
It makes me 'bout to pop a slug
Make your movies tendentious
Really, really, really
Do you think that you can rob?
Can you buck these busta bitches down
Leave 'em dead between cars?
A babbage nigga tried to set me up for stale bill
Now where he at? Still burning in da cornfield
I had to pop him, had to buck him in his fuckin' head
(...)
Nah nigga I ain't interested
[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp sample]
Robbers, they hang in the hood
Where they ride clean
Stang-stangin' like a bumblebee
With my .45 G-L-O-C-K
[Verse 2]
I got a plan to kill a man and get my ass in
To make him (?)
And get to countin' up my dividends
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My time is short
I can't go broke, so loc I buck 'em down
Unload them milli rounds
And make 'em feel them thunder sound
Who called the feds
When I bumped them busta bitches heads?
Who called me satan
When I sprayed 'em with them bullet leads?
Whoever, whoever
I practice Helter Skelter
Have you been creepin'
Or been reaching evil letters?
I'll ratter-tatter
It don't matter here in danger
You changed the seal
And revealed an evil stranger
Come in, come in
Come ride with me until the end
Yo life's a judge
My life's a motherfuckin' deadly friend
And man don't drop my wicked spell (?) slum
The armageddon got me hectic, makin' bodies numb
The Koopsta Knicca's makin' motherfuckin' children hollow
To take your soul
Bitch the Koopsta Knic's a seven robber
[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp sample]
Robbers, they hang in the hood
Where they ride clean
Stang-stangin' like a bumblebee
With my .45 G-L-O-C-K
