B.G., Turk, Juvenile - Knock Out lyrics

In the Lex we gettin blunted
Fuckin hoes and countin money
Niggas bout anything head bustin
And rap hustlin
Niggas that seventeen playin wit cake nigga
Nigga disrespcetin mine look
We pullin triggas leavin em foul plus me
And Juvenile we blastin
Nigga ya lights out we ain't
Bout no playin and laughin
Whoever try ta stop us from shinnin
Four karat choppers out the
Window start to firing
Tag-teamin is a must for me and my rounds
I catch one he catch one
Thats how it's goin down
Fuckin right we do it once
Play them hoes like that
While I get my dick sucked he
Hit the bitch from the back
We spend cash with each other
Toss ass with each other
And if a nigga play with us
Spin a bin with each other
Fuckin right We click tight
Nothin come in between
Tommy chopper can fall paper
Chasin that green

There once was a nigga and his name was Turk
He always shot balled and he put in his work
Until one dy he was bustin' with a dude
Then he hit'em with the K
Knocked'em ouuta his shoes

BG and Turk on fire true HBs
In my down low Camaro blowin' them weeds
Its a must we stay vest up cuz
We worth a lot of chesse
Told them haters we was goin'
Nation they didn't believe
Ca$h Money worth figuers and it ain't no joke
We ain't never been no ho
So run up in ya smoke
I tote a chopper in the trunk
9 and Mac on the seat
Tuesday and thursday I lay low
Task force on they sweep
On Sunday I'm out shinnin'
On the lake on crome straight blindin'
Me and my round off in Whispers Big Tymin'
Ask them hoes where the bar
Ya thank I'm lyin'
At our concerts in helicopters we flyin'
Ain't no secret niggas hatin' niggas dyin'

There once was a nigga name Baby G (BG)
He drove around town with a 223
Until oneday he was bustin' with a dude
So he hit'em with the K
And knocked'em outta his shoes

BG: Playin' with us nigga off
Top we'll hurt cha
Me and the lil Turksta down
Ta fuckin' twerk ya
Turk: They got a lot of niggas
Hatin' on me and the BG
Get in our way we'll smoke ya
Leave ya wet in the street
BG: AKs and SK rifles I tote them
Playa hata and balla blocka I smoke them
Turk: Now when we ride we ride
Fly stunt like a Ac (Acura)
We love ta shine get down and dirty in black
BG: I ride in sharp cars and
I make a lot of feddi
Ya need years ta prepare ta
Fade me ya ain't ready
Turk: We'll leave ya block shook
Fuck ya ho and get a hook
Nigga who try sizin' up get they life took
BG: I don't play dawg I got
A resume to prove it
Rub me the wrong way I'ma
Draw down and start shootin'
Turk: For my nigga I'll blast be
The first ta hit the set
Cock back the Mac and let bullets eject

There once was some niggas out the CMB
Some out the mario some out that wild TC
Until one day they was bustin with some dudes
So they hit em with the K
Knocked em outta they shoes

Uh knocked em outta they shoes
TC nigga knocked em outta they shoes
VL nigga knocked em outta they shoes
They knocked em outta they shoes
Hot Boy$ knocked em outta they shoes
BG knocked em outta they shoes
Nigga Turk knocked em outta they shoes
The HBs knocked em outta they shoes
My nigga Baby knocked em outta they shoes
My nigga Manny knocked em outta they shoes
Knocked em outta they shoes
Knocked em outta they shoes