Stash Pot (Original) lyrics

[Chorus:]
Cook up like a dough boy
Smellin like fahrenheit
Motherf*cker whatcha gunna do
[Koopsta Knicca]
Since ya' n*ggas from the ville
They got to f*ck me just get em mane
f*ckin with that 6 double 6
Its gunna be a fright night
Paul is making n*gga knocking
Point that Glock at them b*tches faces
Know Koopsta plays that Koopsta Knicca
Gone on a motherf*ckin rampage
Kicking with that 9 in hand
Lets make this to another stance
Scarecrow with that satanic bible
Tell me where's the killa man
(edited) God lets take this on another ride
Juicy with that tech 9 lets turn this to a homicide
666 now burning sh*t lets make this to a crucifix
Chopped up in a f*cking ditch
We clickin like Jeffery Domer's b*tch
b*tch in my yard
Is where your body be well exposed
Its 6 double 6 mafia clicks slanging
Listen ya funking hoes
Ya scared ya scared
Because I dwell with that evil dead
I bled them bodies
I left the blood running in your bed
The koopsta's a pyscho n*gga
You got a? Psy I am to? Too
A Glock to yo body fool
Now whatcha gunna do
[Chorus:]
[Dj paul]
Glocks
Tech 9's
Uzi's at yo motherf*cking face
No fear
Quickly watch a f*cking murder take place
Place me a trick in my guillotine
Chop his c*** off and
See how fast we can make this mother scream
We means
No f*ckin niceness when we around
My Glock make this sound (gun shots)
When I buck down clowns
Funkytown cause you to be slippin
You be like trippin
And fallin under spells
Even by my demon tells me
How ya gunna get
With my 6 double 6 6 million 6 hundred and 60 thousand crazies
That I click with wickedness
I shoulda ha