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b.g. knocc out - no yall ain't lyrics

yeah west coast
baby gangsta
get it

i eat, sh-t and sleep
this n-gg-
it ain’t no secret
in 1993 i hit you
with that real g sh-t
weeeeell mr. knocc out
yeah remember that
n-gg-s didn’t want to scr-p
and so i had to
pull that blocc out

let them n-gg-s know
that i’m real with it
handle with my gloves
and pump slugs
while i spit it
real grimy in the ‘90’s
now it’s all behind me
i’m trying ot be a family man
lke my homeboy stymie

but you still bg knocc out
no matter how much you change cuz

to a certain extent
a gangsta gonna be a gangsta

looking ignorant is how
they like to paint ya

i blame it on the media
i blame it on these prankstas

sh-t is out of hand
now we gotta get it right
the west about to disband
now we gotta get it tight
bring it back west
for the soul of every blight
we the hood we the streets n-gg-
put that on my life

refrain:
banging, sliding
hanging with the riders
involved with police chases
pimping, getting
acting like you macking
but you really be tripping
peeling, dealing
laughing about our hood
add a crips all in you feeling
can you feel this
stopping nothing
this is the movement of truth
this is true

i hear you n-gg-s talking
dig you n-gg-s barking
but you bite don’t match
never scratch
still balling
show some rapping marrauders
what this sh-t you rap about
mine is merely concealed
homie have no doubt
come and test my road rage
if you put on scared straight
would not to what
real n-gg-s taste that cake
and it’s an understatement
to put it in laymen
i’ll blast through
any engagement
that’s my murderous statements
bribe through any arraignment
take my time like a man
write books for the kids
before i snitch out a man
n-gg-s know what you did
you can’t go in the same hood
but you kept it on wacks like a true rapper would
never argue with fools
yeah i can feel that
but it’s a thin line
between a man respect and rap
i’m trying to tell it to the youth
but i’m tacking till i’m true
copping the holy water
for any devil like you

my n-gg-s
what he doing
he be rich now
if you don’t say it for the truth
that b-tch sit down
put the biblical in digital -ssumption
this is me i don’t speak from third person
so what i say i did
and i do
i really done
best keep it real
and i ain’t never
had to run

but i run
the west coast
and these rappers disagree
they better keep they vest close
dictatorship
i rule with an iron fist
beat down a lay down
couldn’t spit shine sh-t
haters can’t stop the movement
real n-gg-s recognize
any priest in recruitment
you wanna be down
all you gotta be is real
f-ck the industry
make your own record deal
f-ck these a&r’s homie
sock them in the head
it’s free west coast n-gg-s
get that bread

refrain:
banging, sliding
hanging with the riders
involved with police chases
pimping, getting
acting like you macking
but you really be tripping
peeling, dealing
laughing about our hood
add a cripes all in you feeling
can you feel this
stopping nothing
this is the movement of truth
this is true

ok these days we get paid
see that the b-tch
made a vee jay in d-ck maze
suck a d-ck
to get the record played
and in the backstage
hoes with a 12 gage
only magazines paid

look we laughing at you
not with you
it’s different
n-gg-s don’t want riders in
and exposing your gimmicks
go hard or be finished
i rap how i live it
my advice to your haters
get up off your -ss and get it

zip it
put in position on tv
misrepresenting
off any west coast living
h-m-erotically b-tches
green light to the biggest
takes life with the quickness
real life bullet life
put the line in the definition
of a baby gangsta spirit
he be moving
but a spirit
come on all my riders
living -ss
you know peel to get your dough
never snitch about buying c-ke
new world west order
it’s the truth on the west coast

- b g knocc out lyrics

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