Bout to Lose My Mind

Lyrics

[Intro - Marcus McRee] [Verse 1 - Koopsta Knicca] Well, I'm headed for that iz-expressway, I'm on that dro I'm constantly seeing clean ass rides, ooh-ooh-oh-oh My momma's always said "lil Koop, baby, go for that gold" And jack 'em for them things I call rims, I call 'em vogues I'm fresh up out of jail with no job, I'm back on hard I got my favourite weap on my side, it's fully charged And breaking down these niggas, these bitches that's living large It's not a habit, this is a sickness, excuse me, God I started off with vogues and them bones, that's what I did And now it seems I'm addicted to chrome, ain't that a bitch? A roughing up, crazed-acting pimp smacking, I split their wig That bitch - she start to screaming, hoes, stop it, I made 'em sick The bitch resisited, he also did it, unloaded, yeah Enough to make 'em taste the fucking shell smell, well [Chorus - Marcus McRee] [Verse 2 - Koopsta Knicca] 5-0s on my dick, now tell me, bitch, what am I supposed to do? Some trick must have snitched about that Koopsta Knicca robbing fools I never break a sweat in the presence of a motherfucking redneck A high speed chase is in affect, wrap the scarf around my dead dreads Stolen Chevy, balling heavy with a 450 in this motherfucking bitch Plus I'm laying down eagles, 5-0 bitches - they can't fuck with this Turn the corner, thinking I'm gonna lay these tricks in a bodybag And could this be the end of the Koopsta Knicca in a ski mask? Ask me if I'm Dracula, I'll tell ya this time I'm fucked up Victims of my fucking stang, got my trunk filled up with them megabucks Eli's on my fucking side, shaking, paranoid and shit So I just put an end to that...scary bitch Cop out sillified, busta, I'm ruthless by my damn self 'Cause hanging with that Koopsta Knicca's bad for your fucking health Getting about my hog, killing, stealing, this is pimp shit Real about my business, trick, dropping niggas off in my stash pot, biatch [Chorus & Outro - Marcus McRee]