Month 1/2 Left

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[Spoken Intro: Koopsta Knicca & Man] This is it, boy, whateve- Mane, take up in this mothefucker again, shit Koopsta is in like a motherfuckin' home Wh-what's up with you, Jay? What's up, fool? (indistinct chatter) Yeah-um-yeah Shit, you aight nigga? I'm straight! Woho-woho See, man, I'm straight [Chorus] I got a month and a half left Since weekend, take it easy, Lord Jesus, release me I got a month and a half left Ain't nothin' funny, time is runnin', day is comin', Koopsta gotta get this mon- I got a month and a half left Take it easy, since weekend, Lord Jesus, release me I got a month and a half left Ain't nothin' funny, time is runnin', day is comin', Koopsta gotta get this money [Verse 1] There I am, programmed, lockеd up, man, once again Hold my head, understand, nothing еlse, all I think about is payin' Sayin' many souls wrappin' out the window My life blew, could it be my last though? No one bless but the lies, and this ain't no jokin' Nigga, get your bread and keep your enemies close You get to turn a bird in the air, so we constantly sinnin' styles of Satan Though my loading won't give us a test Though we losing our passes Having no passes Riding a 20-inch rim, where you wanna live Murder, death, kill, throw, you betta get new ideals Punked out, smoked out Holdin' back, but you don't want no drama So you're fuckin' dead, fuckin' dead [Chorus] I got a month and a half left Since weekend, take it easy, Lord Jesus, release me I got a month and a half left Ain't nothin' funny, time is runnin', day is comin', Koopsta gotta get this mon- I got a month and a half left Take it easy, since weekend, Lord Jesus, release me I got a month and a half left Ain't nothin' funny, time is runnin', day is comin', Koopsta gotta get this money [Verse 2] Now I'm back on the blocks, man Gone off them blunts, man I don't slang 'caine, 'cause now, I'm the dope man This man don't sell, bitch go sell for me We keep from overseas blackening, this the Koopsta K Straight from Tennessee, sip Hennessy, chief mush weed (FUCK PEACE!) Bring the artillery (FUCK PEACE!) Bring the artillery, artillery Things ain't straight, Don got sawed on the door Got distracted by his hoe (hoe!), in the biz you niggas know On the low, hoes let go See your bitch a rude to fuckin' nigga Let them bustas get 'em, anyway I got to speed 'em Ye-ye-yeah, ye-ye-yeah [Chorus] I got a month and a half left Since weekend, take it easy, Lord Jesus, release me I got a month and a half left Ain't nothin' funny, time is runnin', day is comin', Koopsta gotta get this mon- I got a month and a half left Take it easy, since weekend, Lord Jesus, release me I got a month and a half left Ain't nothin' funny, time is runnin', day is comin', Koopsta gotta get this money [Verse 3] Hoppin' out of jail, with no motherfuckin' ham How can I be bailed, If I don't then I be damned (damned) They make it real, split it straight, just like once before Fuckin' round the glamorous, now the bitches won't let me go Story told, game sold, time to break the law (break the law) Someone seen me take this bitch to the time wall (wall) Broken crime got ya crime missin', a friend of mine And when I blast, bitch, picture me as cold blooded Cold-blooded, cold-blooded [Chorus] I got a month and a half left Since weekend, take it easy, Lord Jesus, release me I got a month and a half left Ain't nothin' funny, time is runnin', day is comin', Koopsta gotta get this mon- I got a month and a half left Take it easy, since weekend, Lord Jesus, release me I got a month and a half left Ain't nothin' funny, time is runnin', day is comin', Koopsta gotta get this money
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