| Yes
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| I’ma do me
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| I’ma do me
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| You gon' do you
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| You gon' do you
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| I’ma do me
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| I’ma do me (yes)
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| You gon' do you
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| You gon' do you
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| I’ma do me
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| I’ma do me
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| I, I’ve been ridin for five years with D-R-E
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| You minor, I’m major league
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| But what y’all didn’t expect to see
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| Is me on TV with Snoop D-O double G
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| Smoke weed, get a buzz, show a young G love
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| If you don’t give a fuck (what?)
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| Put your hands up (what?)
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| Party like it should be done
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| You leaving at 2 girl? |
| You know the night’s just begun
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| The after hours spot is off the hook
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| The ugly crows buy the bottle of Crook
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| The fly crows keep smokin the kush
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| So you know I got a bird and a bush
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| You run up, you get stomped to mush
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| Look it here, I talk to God, I don’t pray
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| When I want somethin, I don’t play
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| It’s Knoc-turn'al with a capital K
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| Best believe it’s a brand new day
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| And if you feel me sunshine, come around my way
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| Put your hands up, come off them grams
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| I ain’t trippin that’s the way I am (the way I am)
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| And if you see me with heat in my hand
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| You better duck that’s the way I am (the way I am)
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| I can’t believe ya got up in them pants
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| Sexy lady gon' do that dance (*breathing noises*)
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| Come on over when your sick of ya man
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| And we can chill that’s the way I am (the way I am)
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| Light blue shoes (shoes), dark blue pants (uh)
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| Four, five bitches and they all wanna dance
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| I don’t get down bitch, that ain’t my program
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| I don’t hold hands and I don’t slow jam (uh uh)
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| I C-Walk in the park with the fellas
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| And make suckers jealous cause they can’t out sell us
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| You wanna join us? |
| Well here’s a few pointers
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| About them riders from the state of California
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| (Knoc-turn'al), knock on wood
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| Eastside, LB, shit it’s all too good
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| In the hood, he’s so «Confidential»
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| With the way that we get you and the shit that I hit you
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| And spit you, split you, sit you down
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| Click, cock, pop at you, rock you and knock you down
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| Pimp slap you and sock you down
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| Lifestyles of the motherfuckin Dogg Pound, now (*echo*)
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| I don’t know that girl I just met her
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| Sippin on sour Amoretta
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| She gon' do her thing if I let her
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| But I’ma bounce cause her friend looks better
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| I like the way she knows me
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| Like the way she got herself in V.I.P
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| If she sees K-N-O-C
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| She gon' chill and wait out front for me
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| Who do you know that rides for the coast
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| With a new breed and style of rap like me?
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| I had the patience to study the game
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| Dr. Dre made two Chronics and this is Chronic Three
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| I make classic hits and buy classic cars
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| And see classic hoes at classic bars
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| (Now I just step in the spot and the girls all pause)
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| Magic stick, I break down walls
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| Got my heat if some shit jumps off
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| Really you steppin to me is a lost cause
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| Party animal, here since a quarter to ten
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| Babyface, six-two with a L.A. brim
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| I got shell toes on, I don’t wear them Timbs
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| I got hoes, got weed, and a gallon of gin
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| Ain’t no tellin what I might get in
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| The first night, do it right, I’ma do it again
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| You know where we be, in da club
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| Come find me, I ain’t trippin
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| Air is free, so what ever you wanna do
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| For real though
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| Huh, it’s just the way I am |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Way I Am , by - Knoc-Turn'al. Song from the album The Way I Am, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп