[BG Knocc Out] Rolling in my hoodisting on them dees Age 19 and I'm pushing straight keys Me & my BG's Baby Gangstas Putting it down right because we don't allow prankstas Girls come through looking fly and all fine But I know in their mind all they see is dollar signs So therefore yo, I might mac to a hoe Wait 'till night fall & take her ass to the mo'mo' Blaze up some Indo, sip a little 8 Ball 5 minutes later I'm all up in them drizzluz Knocking out them wizzluz With my bulldozer When I'm ready to switch I tell the girl to bend over Do a little smacking, wiping then I'm through Tell her to gimme a call sometime tomorrow around 2 It's now 2 o'clock and she hit me on the hip But I can't call her back cuz I'm trying to stack my grip The trick might trip the next time that she see me Mess around and get her ass slapped by the BG I'm not a woman beater but still I ain't giving up a damn thang Yeah trick that's how I'm living
[Chorus 2x] K.O. letting you know I bet you can't get with this It's how I'm living in 94'
[BG Knoc Out] Before a brotha was rapping a brotha was straight robbing ?????? was like a part time jobbing I did it cuz it's all I knew, I dropped outta school Went to 8th grade doing drive-by's with the 12 gauge Living foul as a child back in the day Until I found out that crime does not pay At age 13 I went to juvenile hall And in the inside they treat a brotha like a dog So being lock down really ain't the licc They get to tell a brotha when to sleep eating shh Man forget that, I'd rather be free out on the streets Getting laid everyday and don't have to beat my knee Be able to sleep and eat when and where I wanna Hangin' with the homies drinking 40's on the corner Now I'm on wax kicking straight gangstarism Letting foo's know in 94 cuz yo that's how I'm living
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[BG Knocc Out] Now I see there's more to life than just bangin' Goin' state to state on a plane entertaining the world Rocking shows, knocking ho's every were I go Everybody know K.O. in her Damn it feels good to make it out the hood And be somebody like I had always said I would But though I'm still striving, no more drive-bying The streets get worse but still a brotha keeps trying To be the best I can with no time to waste And since I went straight I keep a smile on my momma's face Now I'm a father I strive a little harder June 19 of 93 outcomes my daughter Sometimes I get a blur and think about doing dirt But I check myself and put my focus on her Dat's How I'm living
[Chorus 2x]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
