Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Knock'em Out The Box, artist - MC Ren. Album song Renincarnated, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.10.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Villain Entertainment
Song language: English
Knock'em Out The Box |
Fool tell your trick to stay away from the chevy |
I know you wanna see me rip it up |
Made my first G before adding on the MC |
Now who keeps it real |
I’m coming straight of the street of Compton like E |
One for the trouble, jack for ass in the parking lot |
I’m knocking fools out the box |
I’m knocking fools out the box |
Nigga with Tha Chill up in the studio |
Nigga getting bored tryna call up a ho |
Ho-banging through these speakers, cause something ain’t right |
Fucked up and let my weed up for the night |
Called up my nigga Bone for the grand |
Comp-town niggas, man keep him on the sand |
Damn can’t get thru with that fat-ass sack |
Let me smoke that shit, let my eyes roll back |
Hoes in the parking lot sniffing that bud |
(?), make their knees hit the rud |
Bitch I’m the villain you’re sucking mine first |
Same time a nigga busting his verse |
Don’t look at me just keep your eyes close |
Then I’m gonna bust in your mouth I suppose |
Bitch here it comes, don’t say a fucking word |
Here it goes |
On the ninty-one to the two to the ten |
Bitch about to crash when she looking at Ren |
About to get my ass off, nigga need gas |
Nigga mad dawg when they see the icon |
Knowing damn well you wanna talk to the don |
Cause bitch choose me by a punk number three |
But hub city niggas we don’t let them ride free |
Renincarnated bumbing out the window |
About to make some final touches at the studio |
Picked up my nigga Bigg Rocc on the way |
He told me whay them bitch-ass niggas had to say |
Still on my nuts, wishing the name was The Vill |
Try to pull a nigga like a fisher real |
Fuck the niggas, I 'ma fuck they bitches like this |
Nigga with Tha Chill up in the studio |
Nigga getting bored tryna call up a ho |
Ho-banging through these speakers, cause something ain’t right |
Fucked up and let my weed up for the night |
Called up my nigga Bone for the grand |
Comp-town niggas, man keep him on the sand |
Damn can’t get thru with that fat-ass sack |
Let me smoke that shit, let my eyes roll back |
Hoes in the parking lot sniffing that bud |
(?), make their knees hit the rud |
Bitch I’m the villain you’re sucking mine first |
Same time a nigga busting his verse |
Don’t look at me just keep your eyes close |
Then I’m gonna bust in your mouth I suppose |
Bitch here it comes, don’t say a fucking word |
Here it goes |