surprise And at the same time, make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme see what you're seeing is a genius at work Which to me isn't work, so it's easy
talkin loud at the tuff i guess to gang your pops Man this ain't no radio station boy quit tryin to pump your watch Police yellow tape somebody blood
it I mean it when I holla at the top of my lungs about my guns and my loved ones Got, tons of ammo to crack your enamel Changin your channel, you played
say I'm brutal,they should check their P.D You made me,now your kids rave me I rap about the life that the city streets gave me Murder,intrigue,somebody
'm really not You want me be somebody who I'm really not You want me be somebody who I'm really not A knock at the door, and then we hit the floor And
s where I learned how to pump slugs. It's necessary, necessary for me to get down for mine, so I creep and I grind, knock, knock, kickin' down doors
me? I shoulda knew your ass was drama Round here tellin' everybody you my baby mama Sayin' I'm a buy you this and that like I'm your fuckin' spouse Look your
will fall We gonna knock down his doors I've heard it all before And I chose to ignore it There's someone at your door There's somebody at your door
yeah, yeah Knock, knock, who is it? Knock, knock, who is it? Knock, knock, who is it? Nigga, let me the fuck in Knock, knock, who is it? Knock, knock
your bad-ass mouth Once upon a time they woulda knocked you out Maybe back in ninety-nine, but not in 2000 Anybody wanna do it like the old school? Hella niggaz at
summoned by the cancer, to testify and bless It's that, big mack, like scripture is a phat Kodeje? So hide your hoe from me Southern ambassador, knocking at your door
come inside No, trouble's at my door (You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?) (You want trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?) No, trouble's at my door
surprise And at the same time, make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme So what you're seeing is a genius at work Which to me isn't work, so it's easy
knock knock) Someone's knocking at the door (outside) Somebody's ringing the bell (inside) Someone's knocking at the door
Son Passin' they rum, fried plantains and rice Big round onions on a T-bone steak My stomach growling yo I want some Hold on, somebody's comin', get behind me, knocked at the door
minutes, nobody seen shit Somebody might have heard shit Singing on some Martin, were my momma bird shit Fuck your socks, that's when we heard the door knock
main stem Foolin' around just me and him We decided we could use a little something to eat So we went to a house on Rampart Street We knocked on the door
