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b.g. knocc out – night out lyrics

hey, doing this with b.g. knocc out
b.g. knocc out
and the gang
laughter
roll it
a n-gga that’s west side
rolling anybody k!lla
king of the double bean
dole fiend
howsie grand wishing
bentley dealer
scare when i
come thorugh with the homies
thriller
beggars through the cocaine
waller fulla filler
five kilos of dope
stashed off in the hub
sagging down the aisle
fully toned fully k!lla
dub the state patrol
n-gga k!lla
i been doing all this
since boyz n da hood
mac major wood
i’ll be saucing
murder frank often
never will i soften
rolling until
they stick me in a coffin

i bg rise
to g five
west side to the east side
its to g five
crippin since i was knee high
sleeping on a mattress
fabric
guerilla tactics
fully the uzi ?
smacking you living backwards
? is my alma mater
harley to tejada
i’m just trying to
stack the gala
for tomorrow
hollas in the driveway
sideways don’t you know
this is california
i gotta do it my way
boyz in the hood
got boys in the hood
if they love it
they shoulda
bought the stores
in the hood
between the
heart and mind
is where the battle be
so the mentality
only amount to casualties
9-5 a busta world
don’t know, don’t show
don’t care what’s going on
in the mother f-cking hood
ain’t got a dislike
for the 5:00 with a rifle
i’ll snipe you
it’s the original
baby gangsta
i’m a hub city psyco

well it’s a tiny gangsta
f-ck how you living
blocc boyz in the building
come give me a reason
it’s west side nutty n-gga
anybody can get it
boyz in the hood
we the boys in the hood
let’s see with this chicken sh-t
in your environment we dangerous
talking about on cnn
“they contagious”

my catching busting bodies
busting clears
if you a real live n-gga
never trust a b-tch
never f-ck a b-tch
unless it’s c.o.d
and if you see o ?
you better c.o.d
you n-ggas cgb

i’m in the c-ck pit
i keep a hot b-tch
with a cold demeanor
you ain’t gotta
go home
i thought i told you g
you’re here to chop a sound b-tch
get choppered down

i got a hundred rounds
i got a hundred pounds
with them four horse
n-ggas
from the underground
and we running town
you hoes whitney houston
and b-tch a bobby brown
and she black hearted up
or red bottomed down
red on the ground
dead on the ground
i hear these n-ggas
talking fed
but i’m not around
cause we don’t
talk to the police
n-gga
not a sound

- b g knocc out lyrics

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