young guns – the knock is there lyrics
[intro: young chris]
uh, chad wes
[chorus: young chris]
the knock is there, the roc in here
got a few stacks in my rocawear
s. dot’s is there, the glock is there
red dot is there, there’s shots to spare
hope the doctor’s near, i shall fear no man but god
ready to die, bring the cops in here
all you lil’ youngns yeah we got this here
chad wes bring it back i think i got this here
[verse 1: young chris]
whose the flyest from the home of the flyers
they say them they liars, one hit wonders man they sh-tty as kaya
yeah gunnaz got the city on fire, and that sticky is fire
already twisted, skeezy give me a lighter
watch the flame as we rise til my n-gga retire
yeah i do it for the kids that admire
yeah the kid is a fighter, cribs full of pipes
n-ggas gettin all nighters, smokers fix your car for a nickel
ain’t no different from midas
i don’t [?] if i do you see a inch in that tire
knife b-tter pecan in the back
heat layin’ on my lap, these motherf-ckers keep playin’ with the rap
i needed the fee, ain’t a better example than that
better learn how to handle your stacks or you be cramped with a bad gamble of stacks tryna scramble it back
ain’t no godd-mn fam in this trap, they all shiest
ya’ll just handle the promotion, yo we handle the rap
[chorus: young chris]
the knock is there, the roc in here
got a few stacks in my rocawear
s. dot’s is there, the glock is there
red dot is there, there’s shots to spare
hope the doctor’s near, i shall fear no man but god
ready to die, bring the cops in here
all you lil’ youngns yeah we got this here
chad wes bring it back i think i got this here
[verse 2: neef buck]
yo the knock is there, the roc in here
got my whole f-ckin block in here, ya’ll from the bird talk
f-ck what you heard ain’t no stoppin here
c & neef back they act like they forgot in here
we from p-h-i, reppin keep the steppin keep a weapon
n-gga sh-t heat seekin deep in ya flesh and
ain’t no restin when we warn, all times of the morning
on sight and we on em, do it right he’s a goner
n-ggas hustle on another level, another crib while they hustle for another bezzle, better buy another medal
we from the gutter where its cold, ain’t no b-tter n-ggas sn-tchin up your mother, right hand man undercover
tough luv overdid it but it didn’t now we back with that crack
big homie got our back, its a wrap, they do whatever for the fame
f-ckin up the game, brothers from another here we go motherf-ckers!
[chorus: young chris]
the knock is there, the roc in here
got a few stacks in my rocawear
s. dot’s is there, the glock is there
red dot is there, there’s shots to spare
hope the doctor’s near, i shall fear no man but god
ready to die, bring the cops in here
all you lil’ youngns yeah we got this here
chad wes bring it back i think i got this here
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