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Whatchu want?
Whatchu want?
Get off me
Knoc I pull quick, it's useless
Knoc I'm fully clipped, 6 fo' fully dipped
Knoc Throw chrome whip with three freaks and full hips with firm t*ts
Dr.D Yeah we fully chipped, been on gangsta s**t
Dr.D It's ruthless, drunk off two fifths
Dr.D Who make hits? (Dre)
Knoc-turn'al
Who we wit? (Knoc)
Westcoast parties don't stop
Who drop head-boppers? (The head doctor, bed-rocker)
Police pursue me in squad cars and helicopters
Checkin lockers, Mexican connect to play soccer
PH's and c*ckblockers
Ho-hoppers, weez is off the rocker
Sippin cranberry juice on rocks with vodka
With 'Pac and Poppa, and Redd Foxx's doctor (for real?)
Takin names and takin orders
Ya fake ya name, and I'm all up on ya
nigg* that's Cali-fornia
Palm trees and 6-3's on deez
Rims dip to make the spokes gold-a
Slangin boulders, thought I told ya
True soldiers, comin from the motherfkin shoulders (WOOP!)
Hook: Missy Elliott
Take it ea-say! (ea-say)
Cuz it's the motherfkin KNOC!
Hotter than yo' block fulla motherfkin COPS!
Bow down when ya see me!
Knoc the truth best believe it!
Take it ea-say! (ea-say)
Cuz it's the motherfkin KNOC!
Hotter than a freak who givin head who won't STOP!
Bow down when ya pass thru!
Knoc-turn'al God d*mn you!
Knoc-turn'al
What's the difference between us? (Nah not that again)
New songs, and new cars, and new broads, and new thongs
On Crenshaw Boulevard - Line 'em up at the bar
Girl you know who we are, hip-hop superstars
Roll deep? Nah, we roll hard and deep
Bogart yo beef get the fk off my street
Getcha motherfkin as* beat
L.A., Compton, Long Beach, whooptie-whoop nigg* what?
I don't give a fk
Hustlers, hood-rats, sick-ass thugs - Crips and Bloods
(Hell nigg-uh!) All my real raise it up
Nuttin but dubs, you got a sack, nigg* what?
Blaze it up
Hook: Missy Elliott
Knoc-turn'al
b*tch you ain't 'bout s**t, my bad
Turn off the lights, don't trip
Give a nig' some ack right and act like..
You might.. lick balls tonight
Girls all pause, hell nah, girls drop draws on site
Do drugs, shroom cups, smoke bud, all night
That's right, I like.. bi-sexual women, fk dy*kes
Suck d*ck? No, but your father might
fkin hermaphrodite!
Duck the IRS, fkin Howard Stern's wife
In traffic, b*tch gave me head in real life
L.A. city lights, C.A. get it right
Westcoast on the grind, these done lost they minds
Straight loungin in the sunshine
Here's one thing you b*tch must know
fk you! Please believe that, and I mean that
Hook: Missy Elliott