Koopsta Knicca - Hoe Don't Violate lyrics

[Intro] Yo, The Koopsta Knicca Underground Muzic Volume One Comin' at yo aaaa** [Hook: 8Ball & MJG sample] 2x Hoe don't violate, b**h you know I taught you better See I'm from Tennessee with curls and gold teeth I'm in my cadillac, chillin' like a fat mack Smokin' on a fat sack, drinkin' on a pint of 'yac [Verse 1] Mane Koop's just tryin' to have some Hoes gon' get they head bump Never tryin' to get nails done f**in' like they broke or some Mane these hoes ain't innocent Breakin' up my residence See you later, you's a hater Never will I miss you b**h Man I'm tryin' to set it straight Why you hoes be playa hate? Baby buy you there's no way We didn't even f**ed that day Hey remember, ask yo sister She can tell you all the sh** You was trippin', she was slippin' She s** dick, that's evidence Always Koopsta's in the mood Sit back, poppin' X or two Look at you, you do too I can see the freak in you Then you ask me why so (?) hoe Why I commence to fight hoe? Cause b**h you disrespect me hoe No trip to co*k 'em up Hoes get dropped to right quick Cause Koopsta never love ya, b**h I (?) witness this See I been lightin' it [Hook: 8Ball & MJG sample] 2x Hoe don't violate, b**h you know I taught you better See I'm from Tennessee with curls and gold teeth I'm in my cadillac, chillin' like a fat mack Smokin' on a fat sack, drinkin' on a pint of 'yac [Verse 2] Mane the Koop back up in this Weak a** rapper that's no test You make money, give her checks I will mistreat that trick Strictly pimpin', like supposed Keep that white sh** up her nose f**ed then hoe just let her go Then paid bills, k-izz-icked doors Hoe you know I ain't havin' it Let me see you jiggle it Saw I pimpin' bring that cash Hoe where all that dough you spend? sh** you gon' get peter-rolled f**in' get yo n-izz-eck broke Will I k** you? I don't know f**in' up my pot of gold Beat her 'til she cataracts (?) sh** across her back Sell your soul up on a track Don't come back to have my cash Make it fast, in a dash Don't make me drop things on you Damn fool The Koopsta Knicca blast if I have to Dick kicked in 'em, blast shirt A stocking cap, I'm ready to go to work Tec 9, chrome tone Pointed to your f**in' dome Sawed off gauge up your face Gone on a rampage Get me money, get me paid I may let you live today [Hook: 8Ball & MJG sample] 4x Hoe don't violate, b**h you know I taught you better See I'm from Tennessee with curls and gold teeth I'm in my cadillac, chillin' like a fat mack Smokin' on a fat sack, drinkin' on a pint of 'yac [Skit from "The Dozens"]