Coup De Grace Lyrics

Hey, fuck you, man

Who put this thing together

Me! That's who

Hey, bitch, real quick

Turn up, pill shit, pop shit

We drop shit, we kill shit

Big burner, chopper gon' hit that pussy lil' nigga

These niggas ain't ready

Get that lil' lil' nigga

We break his spaghetti, we chop plate

Nigga, we run skate, bitch, we hold the brake

Nigga, we hold the plate, nigga, we beat his lil' ass

If you wanna play, chopper gon' catch him

And roller blade, chopper gon' hit a nigga

Hold a weight, take his motherfuckin' soul today

Beat a pussy down, yeah, hoe okay

Yeah, chopper gon' run him

Chopper switch, chopper break

Chopper hit that pussy lil' face

Chopper run him with a kick, slap Mac 11s' break, Chopper hit a lil' nigga 2k

We gon' step him, we gon' rep him

Big pill pop him, we gon' stretch him

We gon' hold his body, we gon' bless him

Lord Jesus, boys, better catch him

Don't step up, don't run up, get done up

No, I said that already, get gunned up

Get gunned down, bitch, what now

Chopper hit the pussy, nigga, run down

With a Mac 11, shoot that bitch

Nigga send him to heaven, I'm a stacker

I'm a backer, I'm a pill popper

No capper, no repper

Big stepper, fuck your mother

Fuck your sister, fuck your daddy

Now a stretcher, get your body

On the line, bitch, I'm on time

Fuck that nigga, on chyna

Been said it, been done it, been felt it

I'ma kill him, nigga, I said it

Bitch, I drill

I don't feel

I don't love

Fuck you thought this was

I get money

I get rocks

I get glocks

Shoot pussy niggas, In they top, we steppin

We totin' on Big Mac 11s'

We totin', we blowin

We shoothing shit, at the reverend

We killin', bitch, no, we drillin

Bitch, no, we poppin', bitch, no, we pillin

Bitch, no, we sendin' niggas, now we killin' niggas

Now we sendin' shit up to Dylan

Now we hittin' Pac, now we rappin

Now we takin' stacks, and now we shootin' back

And now we killin' niggas, now we gettin' sacks

Now we buildin' billions, now I choppa finna cut him

Choppa finna make him duck and shit

Choppa finna make him run and shit

All these niggas fakin' son and shit

Bitch nigga, bitch nigga, bitch nigga

Now we killin' shit, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah