| I came in with sticks so I split up the party
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| Shoot at an opp, I’m not missing a target
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| Nigga talk tough but I’m begging his pardon
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| Two opps in one, yeah, that’s a good bargain
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| Kickin' the door, I won’t ask for nothin'
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| Glock got a kick like 1st started bustin'
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| This chopper on repeat like bullets rehearsing
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| 12 on his block so these killers still lurking
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| My gun look like a pack-a-punch
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| Soft ass rappers I eat up for lunch
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| Out here lackin', go get you a gun
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| You missin' a stain, I won’t let up for nothin'
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| Bitches gon' boot up for bands
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| Already fucked, so she is not stayin'
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| I cannot cuff 'cause bitches be playin'
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| That’s not my ho, I don’t know where she stayin'
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| I got a bag, if you bold, come and take it
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| You like to pass, I like to face it
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| I’m in the 'Cat, I might crash if I race it
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| I’m on the ave, do the dash in the spaceship
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| This not a Honda, boy, this is a 'Rari
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| I’m in LA, 'bout to pick up a Barbie
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| We smokin' good gas, we rollin' safari
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| I’m in my mode and I pour up Bacardi
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| I came in with sticks so I split up the party
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| Shoot at an opp, I’m not missing a target
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| Nigga talk tough but I’m begging his pardon
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| Two opps in one, yeah, that’s a good bargain
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| Kickin' the door, I won’t ask for nothin'
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| Glock got a kick like 1st started bustin'
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| This chopper on repeat like bullets rehearsing
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| 12 on his block so these killers still lurking
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| I slide on the opps with no mask on
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| I’m in the function four bags strong
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| I’m on the block standin' all day long
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| You stressin' that ho, boy, leave her alone
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| I got a chopper, it stay in the back
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| But it’s in the front when that bitch on attack
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| He talkin' hard but I’m smellin' the cap
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| You not in the streets, boy, stick to the rap
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| I came to get lit, where is the Henny?
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| She think she slick, I’m wearin' a jimmy
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| You a lil' ho, he a lil' timmy
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| I got a bag, I’m keepin' it with me
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| She a lil' fiend, she off the Whitney
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| I’m off the Wock', I’m losing a kidney
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| She like the drugs, then bitch, we got plenty
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| This chopper on auto, it’s never on semi
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| I came in with sticks so I split up the party
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| Shoot at an opp, I’m not missing a target
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| Nigga talk tough but I’m begging his pardon
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| Two opps in one, yeah, that’s a good bargain
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| Kickin' the door, I won’t ask for nothin'
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| Glock got a kick like 1st started bustin'
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| This chopper on repeat like bullets rehearsing
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| 12 on his block so these killers still lurking |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Knock Knock , by - Good Gas. Song from the album Good Gas (Vol. 3), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп