Prophet Posse - Judgement Night lyrics

[Hook] You broke rule number one: Do not steal from me [Verse 1] Kick them b**hes out my business Trick Lil Koop has something for 'em A motherf**ing, a n***a knock with the warrant I'm knowin' I gotta touch 'em, knowin' I gotta buck 'em dead Lil bumpin' b**hes creds got me runnin' from the f**ing feds Kickin' with the clizzick, trick all years still been on them slabs They said that Koop ain't comin' clean, mane I be damned Buck 'em down Yo clown just gain some inches 'fore you get sprayed Scandalous is the k**a pimpin' Koopsta Knicca Clickin' with the motherf**in' twelve gauge I made 'em face the grave and laid that sh** like down my nig I hit 'em real quick and counted up my dividends The devil's in me, got me sinnin', n***a why you grinnin'? There's no forgiveness, tell me should I let you keep a livin'? Grab me a four, kicked in them doors like the night before Mane hit them floors or be a ugly lookin' in the morgue Body sore, broken skull, hoe I take yo life Six thousand six six six - celsus of a judgement night [Hook] You broke rule number one: Do not steal from me [Verse 2] I got a knock on my door man, who is it b**h? Is it my n***as from the motherf**in' Triple Six? Get out my head, I'm scared, lil soon you might be dead Don't make me put you in dread inside a homestead Tonight's the night to make a pimp-tight fright night We cut them bodies in chunks, done by a butcher knife I buck 'em dead on a double cause I don't need no trouble Mane what the f**s a muscle to a damn bodies hustle? My Glock goes *pop* and *pop* and make them n***as drop Come take a ride to my motherf**in' stash spot [Outro: DJ Paul talking] Ahh yeah the Koopsta Knicca in this motherf**er For all you (?) a** hoes For all you motherf**in' only dick a** n***as We motherf**in' Prophet Posse For all you motherf**in' b**hes That's on our motherf**in' sh** Y'all know what time it iiiiis Triple 6, Triple 6, Triple 6 n***as! [Hook] You broke rule number one: Do not steal from me