[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp & Vincent Price]
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean (Ahaha)
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K (Ahaha)
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean (Ahaha)
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K (Ahaha)
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
[Verse 1: Koopsta Knicca & DJ Paul]
Memphis the Koopsta swoops, sendin' busters straight to the med
Us robbers, we break 'em down like the return of the livin' dead
Burn out on you funky hoes, time to creep like a criminal
It feels so beautiful when I blast through the fuckin' door
But back in the day when my life was a challenge, it got hard from watchin' that murderous shit, when I was a convict I'm wreckin' they bitches and dumpin' them trizzicks like down in a ditch
Koopsta the Knicca, that visual killer, go kill 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 make 'em buck
It makes me 'bout to pop a slug, make a move, bitch, test your nuts
Really, really, really, do you think that you can rob?
Can you buck these buster bitches down?
Leave 'em dead between cars?
A Babbage nigga tried to set me up a stale deal
Now where he at? Still burnin' in the cornfield
I had to pop 'em, had to buck 'em in his fuckin' head
Now, you don't wanna have to do me
Nah, nigga, I ain't interested (*gunshot*)
[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp & Vincent Price]
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean (Ahaha)
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K (Ahaha)
[Verse 2: Koopsta Knicca]
I got a plan to kill a man and get my ass in
To make him bend, and get to countin' up my dividends
My time is short, I can't go broke, so look, I buck 'em down
Unload them milli' rounds and make 'em feel them thunder sound
Who called the feds when I bumped them buster 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 reachin' evil letters?
A rat-at-ata, it don't matter, you're in danger
You changed the seal and revealed an evil stranger
Come in, come in, come burn with me until the end
Your life's a judge, my life's a motherfuckin' deadly friend
And man, don't drop, my wicked speakers speak that slum
The Armageddon got me hectic, makin' bodies numb
The Koopsta Knicca's makin' motherfuckin' children hollow
To take your soul, bitch, that Koopsta Knicca's the seven robber
[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp & Vincent Price]
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K
Robbers, they hang in the hood, where they ride clean (Ahaha)
Stangin'-stangin' like a bumblebee with my .45 G-L-O-C-K (Ahaha)
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