lirik lagu knoc turnal - the knoc
whatchu want?
whatchu want?
get off me
i pull quick, it’s useless, i’m fully clipped, 6 fo’ fully dipped
throw chrome whip with three freaks and full hips with firm t-ts
yeah, we fully chipped, been on gangsta sh-t
it’s ruthless, drunk off two fifths
who make hits? who we wit?
westcoast parties don’t stop
who drop head-boppers?
the head doctor, bed-rocker
police pursue me in squad cars and helicopters
checkin’ lockers, mexican connect to play soccer
ph’s and c-ckblockers
ho-hoppers, weez n-gg-z is off the rocker
sippin cranberry juice on rocks with vodka
with ‘pac and poppa, and redd fox’s doctor
takin’ names and takin’ orders
ya fake ya name and i’m all up on ya
n-gg- that’s california, palm trees and 6-3’s on deez
rims dip to make the spokes gold-a
slangin’ boulders, thought i told ya
true soldiers comin’ from the motherf-ckin’ shoulders
take it easy
‘cuz it’s the motherf-ckin’ knoc
hotter than yo’ block fulla motherf-ckin’ cops
bow down when ya see me
knoc the truth best believe it
take it easy
‘cuz it’s the motherf-ckin’ knoc
hotter than a freak who givin’ head who won’t stop
bow down when ya p-ss thru
knoc turn’al god d-mn you
what’s the difference between us? nah, not that again
new songs and new cars and new broads and new thongs
on crenshaw boulevard, line ’em up at the bar
girl you know who we are, hip-hop superstars
roll deep, nah, we roll hard and deep
bogart yo beef get the f-ck off my street
getcha motherf-ckin’ -ss beat
l.a., compton, long beach, whooptie whoop n-gg- what?
i don’t give a f-ck
hustlers, hood-rats, sick–ss thugs, crips and bloods
h-ll n-gg-, all my real n-gg-z raise it up
nuttin’ but dubs, you got a sack, n-gg- what? blaze it up
take it easy
‘cuz it’s the motherf-ckin’ knoc
hotter than yo’ block fulla motherf-ckin’ cops
bow down when ya see me
knoc the truth best believe it
take it easy
‘cuz it’s the motherf-ckin’ knoc
hotter than a freak who givin’ head who won’t stop
bow down when ya p-ss thru
knoc turn’al god d-mn you
b-tch, you ain’t ’bout sh-t, my bad
turn off the lights, don’t trip
give a nig’ some ack right and act like
you might lick b-lls tonight
girls all pause, h-ll nah, girls drop draws on site
do drugs, shroom cups, smoke bud, all night
that’s right, i like bis-xual women, f-ck dyk-s
suck d-ck, no, but your father might
f-ckin’ hermaphrodite
duck the irs, f-ckin’ howard stern’s wife
in traffic, b-tch gave me head in real life
l.a. city lights, c.a. get it right
westcoast on the grind, these n-gg-z done lost they minds
straight loungin’ in the sunshine
here’s one thing you b-tch n-gg-z must know
f-ck you, please believe that and i mean that
take it easy
‘cuz it’s the motherf-ckin’ knoc
hotter than yo’ block fulla motherf-ckin’ cops
bow down when ya see me
knoc the truth best believe it
take it easy
‘cuz it’s the motherf-ckin’ knoc
hotter than a freak who givin’ head who won’t stop
bow down when ya p-ss thru
knoc turn’al god d-mn you
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