halfblood - knock knock lyrics
intro (halfblood) :
“ay we gotta get in this crib man
we gotta get in whatever the f-ck it takes
we gotta step up. we gotta give everything
we gotta break his motherf-ckin door
or his f-ckin lock, i don’t know, punch his window
ayo my knuckles bleedin bro”
hook (beazy#418) :
thought you wanted beef we at your door
we don’t knock knock
we so deep up in these streets
we get all the guap
trick or treater for the money
we don’t knock knock
we don’t knock knock
we come through and pop pop
verse 1 (halfblood) :
hoodie stretched mask on
still high off something
ready to crack heads like a pumpkin
she screamed all night as if i’m poltergeist
shht, shutup. cross a b-tche’s lip
d-cktionary is her bible holy christ
not a priest still sippin red potion soda ice
lean whip the mix with caution
cause a wrist f-cked up
from sick punk stuff
got such a lolipop
she can only suck top
the spot is rocked blouse off
ripped in the toilets
lookin like a junkie
jack in his hands all lost
lookin like a zombie
pop an oxy, god, d-mn
off a candy in highlands
ghastly feelings when i wake
snort another pill then i need to bake
its no trick or treat we will keep cake
backwoods filled with orange trees so icy
b-tch, all i eat is spicy
hook (beazy#418) :
thought you wanted beef we at your door
we don’t knock knock
we so hot up in these streets
we get all the guap
trick or treater for the money
we don’t knock knock
we don’t knock knock
we come through and pop pop
verse 2 (beazy#418) :
i got candies in my bag
i take one and pop it
everyday im on the block
i be chasin guap
dodgin all these cops
sippin blood in soda pop
you know how we rock
you with how we get you poped
i’m so high on drugs
i look like a dead body
i’m pullin up with my gang
popin ops for a hobby
everyday i’m spendin cash
like i hit the lottery
i got sum demons they ride for me
i do it all for my family
i’m in the field like a scarecrow
servin the dope out the bando
i got the c0ke and the pills
i’m servin this sh-t for your nose
so much smoke in the room i go ghost
got your b-tch on my lap and she chokin
we ain’t jokin play with the money we pokin
i’m with soldiers if you fake we exposin
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