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B.G. Knocc Out Lyrics
[Chrous: B.G. Knoc Out]
B.G. (Knocc Out)
B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
All you cowards beware of B.G. (Knocc Out)
Yeah, B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
All clowns beware of B.G. (Knocc Out)
Yeah, B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
All you cowards beware of B.G. (Knocc Out)
Yeah B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
[Verse 1: B.G. Knocc Out]
Controlling the microphone you know it's on 'cause I got clout
The nigga with the hell of a flow you know it's B.G. Knocc Out
Stumping on suckers causing a lots of ruckus
Buck, buck, buckin these coward motherfuckers
Niggas can't step to the Knocc because I cock the Glock
And it's cocked with my finger on the trigger ready to pop
A nigga dead in between his eyes
Tap him on his back draw my gat to his dome
And say surprise nigga, pull back the trigger
Ra-ta-ta-ta after that dump his body in the river
Now that's really something
But that's how it goes in the city of Compton
Niggas don't play, suckers dropping dead every day
Runnin out as you's catching the blues from my AK
Mark got me fed up, got wet up, now he's put to rest
When the shots rang he tried to drop but caught one in the chest
Boom, boom, boom now he's doomed 'cause he misbehaved
When he gets buried I'ma piss all over his grave, nigga
Because I told you people you don't wanna see me
Make sure you're strapped before you step up to the B.G
B.G. (Knocc Out)
B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
All you cowards beware of B.G. (Knocc Out)
Yeah, B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
All clowns beware of B.G. (Knocc Out)
Yeah, B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
All you cowards beware of B.G. (Knocc Out)
Yeah B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
[Verse 1: B.G. Knocc Out]
Controlling the microphone you know it's on 'cause I got clout
The nigga with the hell of a flow you know it's B.G. Knocc Out
Stumping on suckers causing a lots of ruckus
Buck, buck, buckin these coward motherfuckers
Niggas can't step to the Knocc because I cock the Glock
And it's cocked with my finger on the trigger ready to pop
A nigga dead in between his eyes
Tap him on his back draw my gat to his dome
And say surprise nigga, pull back the trigger
Ra-ta-ta-ta after that dump his body in the river
Now that's really something
But that's how it goes in the city of Compton
Niggas don't play, suckers dropping dead every day
Runnin out as you's catching the blues from my AK
Mark got me fed up, got wet up, now he's put to rest
When the shots rang he tried to drop but caught one in the chest
Boom, boom, boom now he's doomed 'cause he misbehaved
When he gets buried I'ma piss all over his grave, nigga
Because I told you people you don't wanna see me
Make sure you're strapped before you step up to the B.G
[Chrous: B.G. Knocc Out]
Yeah, B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
All you marks beware of B.G. (Knocc Out)
Yeah, B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
All clowns beware of B.G. (Knocc Out)
Yeah, B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
Be on the lookout for B.G. (Knocc Out)
B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
[Verse 2: Dresta]
Hey! Now nigga ya best to back up
And strap yo bag up, slap on your vest and
Recognize niggas on the west and be checkin
Them bustas, bitches and snitches and tricks who think fade
Can catch a slug but one lay in mud every weekday
From a pop to they skull's top proper
Body shot pop, body shot pop, then he drops
On the scene better rush that nigga to killa King
Or make obituaries and find somebody who could sing
A sad song dropping tears that never last long
Then take it home get yo grub on and slap bones
Round up the straps for this mission as a must
And watch all the bustas who ain't with it get they last run
I down a 5th and pour out a sip
As I drip and I trip 'bout my homie who is now RIP
Nutty by nature I'll hate to make ya, break ya neck
Trying to keep from gettin' wet
Che check that dome 'fore you make it home crack it skull bone
Before that bell goes ding dong yo ass is gone
That's right so nigga you ever make me pull this Glock out
Don't shout, wipe out, lights out fool
Be ready for the Knocc Out (Knocc Out)
Yeah, B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
All you marks beware of B.G. (Knocc Out)
Yeah, B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
All clowns beware of B.G. (Knocc Out)
Yeah, B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
Be on the lookout for B.G. (Knocc Out)
B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
[Verse 2: Dresta]
Hey! Now nigga ya best to back up
And strap yo bag up, slap on your vest and
Recognize niggas on the west and be checkin
Them bustas, bitches and snitches and tricks who think fade
Can catch a slug but one lay in mud every weekday
From a pop to they skull's top proper
Body shot pop, body shot pop, then he drops
On the scene better rush that nigga to killa King
Or make obituaries and find somebody who could sing
A sad song dropping tears that never last long
Then take it home get yo grub on and slap bones
Round up the straps for this mission as a must
And watch all the bustas who ain't with it get they last run
I down a 5th and pour out a sip
As I drip and I trip 'bout my homie who is now RIP
Nutty by nature I'll hate to make ya, break ya neck
Trying to keep from gettin' wet
Che check that dome 'fore you make it home crack it skull bone
Before that bell goes ding dong yo ass is gone
That's right so nigga you ever make me pull this Glock out
Don't shout, wipe out, lights out fool
Be ready for the Knocc Out (Knocc Out)
[Hook: Drest]
Foo's be ready for tha (Knocc Out)
Yeah, bustas be ready for tha (Knocc Out)
Yeah, clowns be ready for tha (Knocc Out)
Yeah, bustas be ready for tha (Knocc Out)
Yeah, marks be ready for tha (Knocc Out)
Yeah, you best be ready for tha (Knocc Out)
Yeah, bustas be ready for tha (Knocc Out), hahaha
[Verse 3: B.G. Knocc Out]
I'm from the West side nigga you from the west side you heard me
My niggas roll deep so peep there's no need to worry
'Cause if a nigga flex watch my tech he can spit
And rip the flesh from your fuckin' chest
Test skill left will when I will appeal with my steel
Because I ain't afraid to die and I'm ready to kill
Watch a nigga's blood spill on the motherfucking ground
As I dump every round and buck his ass down
To the motherfucking dirt putting in work like I'm suppose to
I taps my strap in my hand motherfucker holster
Saggin', blue raggin' doing murders in my mask and
Rollin with niggas who jump out if I don't even start blastin'
187 in the first degree
There ain't no O.G. or B.G. that's worst than me
A mad ass L-O-C with the homicidal tendency
Nutty Naughty dumping bloody bodies off in the sea
A perfect figure of a Nutty young nigga
Giving it up to the fullest 'cause I'm living by the trigger, nigga
And like I said before yo you don't wanna see me
Make sure you're strapped before you step up to this B.G. (Knocc Out)
Foo's be ready for tha (Knocc Out)
Yeah, bustas be ready for tha (Knocc Out)
Yeah, clowns be ready for tha (Knocc Out)
Yeah, bustas be ready for tha (Knocc Out)
Yeah, marks be ready for tha (Knocc Out)
Yeah, you best be ready for tha (Knocc Out)
Yeah, bustas be ready for tha (Knocc Out), hahaha
[Verse 3: B.G. Knocc Out]
I'm from the West side nigga you from the west side you heard me
My niggas roll deep so peep there's no need to worry
'Cause if a nigga flex watch my tech he can spit
And rip the flesh from your fuckin' chest
Test skill left will when I will appeal with my steel
Because I ain't afraid to die and I'm ready to kill
Watch a nigga's blood spill on the motherfucking ground
As I dump every round and buck his ass down
To the motherfucking dirt putting in work like I'm suppose to
I taps my strap in my hand motherfucker holster
Saggin', blue raggin' doing murders in my mask and
Rollin with niggas who jump out if I don't even start blastin'
187 in the first degree
There ain't no O.G. or B.G. that's worst than me
A mad ass L-O-C with the homicidal tendency
Nutty Naughty dumping bloody bodies off in the sea
A perfect figure of a Nutty young nigga
Giving it up to the fullest 'cause I'm living by the trigger, nigga
And like I said before yo you don't wanna see me
Make sure you're strapped before you step up to this B.G. (Knocc Out)
[Chrous: B.G. Knocc Out]
Yeah, B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
All you marks beware of B.G. (Knocc Out)
Yeah, B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
All clowns beware of B.G. (Knocc Out)
Yeah, B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
Be on the lookout for B.G. (Knocc Out)
B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
Yeah, B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
All you marks beware of B.G. (Knocc Out)
Yeah, B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
All clowns beware of B.G. (Knocc Out)
Yeah, B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
Be on the lookout for B.G. (Knocc Out)
B.G. motherfucking (Knocc Out)
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