Judgement Nite

Get that ho for her fifteen

You broke rule number one;
Do not-do not-do not-do not steal from me
(No, come on, man, all you gotta do is—) *gunshot*
Ru-Ru-Ru-Ru-Rule number two; No witnesses
(No, no—)
You broke rule number one;
Do not-do not-do not-do not steal from me
(No, come on, man, all you gotta do is—) *gunshot*
Ru-Ru-Ru-Ru-Rule number two; No witnesses
(No, no—)
You broke rule number one;
Do not-do not-do not-do not steal from me
(No, come on, man, all you gotta do is—) *gunshot*
Ru-Ru-Ru-Ru-Rule number two; No witnesses
(No, no—)
You broke rule number one;
Do not-do not-do not-do not steal from me
(No, come on, man, all you gotta do is—) *gunshot*
Ru-Ru-Ru-Ru-Rule number two; No witnesses
(No, no—)

Kick them bitches out my business, trick
The Koop has somethin' for 'em
A motherfuckin' *gunshot*, a nigga knock with a warrant
I'm knowin' I gotta touch 'em, knowin' I gotta buck 'em dead
Now barkin' bitches heads got me runnin' from the fuckin' feds
Clickin' with my dreads all years, and still been on them slabs
You say, "Lil' Koop ain't comin' clean"
Mane, I'll be damned, buck 'em down
You clown just gain some inches, 'fore you get sprayed
Scandalous is that killer, pimpin', Koopsta Knicca clickin' with that motherfuckin' twelve gauge
I made 'em face the grave, and laid his shit like down, my nig
I hit 'em real quick, then counted up my dividends
A rebel's in me, got me sinnin', nigga, why you grinnin'?
There's no forgiveness, tell me, should I let you keep on 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, ho, I took your life
Six hundred sixty-six Celsius of a judgement night

You broke rule number one;
Do not-do not-do not-do not steal from me
(No, come on, man, all you gotta do is—) *gunshot*
Ru-Ru-Ru-Ru-Rule number two; No witnesses
(No, no—)
You broke rule number one;
Do not-do not-do not-do not steal from me
(No, come on, man, all you gotta do is—) *gunshot*
Ru-Ru-Ru-Ru-Rule number two; No witnesses
(No, no—)

I got a knock on my door, man, who is it, bitch?
Is it my niggas from the motherfuckin' Triple 6?
Get out my head, I'm scared, know soon, you might be dead
Don't make me cut you in dreads 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 the double, 'cause I don't need no trouble
Mane, what the fucks a muscle to a playa body's hustle?
My Glock goes pop and pop, and make them niggas drop
Come take a ride to my motherfuckin' Stash Spot

Ah, yeah, the Triple 6 Mafia in this motherfucker
With my nigga, the Koopsta Knicca
We doin' this shit for all the niggas who stay down, you know what I'm sayin'
And for all the niggas who couldn't take it
The shit just get thicker for a weak nigga, biatch
Triple 6, Triple 6, Triple 6 niggas

You broke rule number one;
Do not-do not-do not-do not steal from me
(No, come on, man, all you gotta do is—) *gunshot*
Ru-Ru-Ru-Ru-Rule number two; No witnesses
(No, no—)
You broke rule number one;
Do not-do not-do not-do not steal from me
(No, come on, man, all you gotta do is—) *gunshot*
Ru-Ru-Ru-Ru-Rule number two; No witnesses
(No, no—)
You broke rule number one;
Do not-do not-do not-do not steal from me
(No, come on, man, all you gotta do is—) *gunshot*
Ru-Ru-Ru-Ru-Rule number two; No witnesses
(No, no—)
You broke rule number one;
Do not-do not-do not-do not steal from me
(No, come on, man, all you gotta do is—) *gunshot*
Ru-Ru-Ru-Ru-Rule number two; No witnesses
(No, no—)
(Come on, man, all you gotta do is—) *gunshot*