Killa Koop

Use to be a teacher A bit preacher Now nothing but examples Had to seek the seeker Become a creature Something moms couldn’t teacha Welcome to the jungle Where that hard Shid crumbles Sharp tongues turn N2 mumbles Could loose ur life if it’s more Then a blunt u fumbled I’m off the porch Yelling the fields open Nigga hold too hope And maybe even a token If your instincts is sharp U know that I ain’t joking Just the other day Had a thought I’d get A bigger gun Then I thought I was dumb When I realized I wasn’t the only one When u got the funds 100 round drums Killa Koop Will he shoot O that’s fasho And will a chick get the boot Bitch there’s the door And is u getting at the loot It’s on the floor Got no time to spend it Cuz I’m steady getting mo