Knock Out

Verse One: Turk<br><br>In the Lex we gettin blunted<br>Fuckin hoes and countin money<br>Niggas bout anything head bustin and rap hustlin<br>Niggas that seventeen playin wit cake nigga<br>Nigga disrespcetin mine look we pullin triggas<br>Leavin em foul plus me and Juvenile we blastin<br>Nigga ya lights out we aint bout no playin and laughin<br>Whoever try ta stop us from shinnin<br>Four karat choppers out the window start to firing<br>Tag-teamin is a must for me and my rounds<br>I catch one he catch one thats how its goin down<br>Fuckin right we do it once play them hoes like that<br>While I get my dick sucked he hit the bitch from the back<br>We spend cash with each other<br>Toss ass with each other<br>And if a nigga play with us spin a bin with each other<br>Fuckin right<br>We click tight <br>Nothin come in between <br> <br>Tommy chopper can fall paper chasin that green<br><br>Chorus: Juvenile<br><br>There once was a nigga and his name was Turk<br>He always shot balled and he put in his work<br>Until one dy he was bustin` with a dude<br>Then he hit`em with the K knocked`em ouuta his shoes<br><br>Verse Two: B.G.<br><br>B.G. and Turk on fire true H.B.s<br>In my down low Camaro blowin` them weeds<br>Its a must we stay vest up cuz we worth a lot of chesse<br>Told them haters we was goin` nation they didn`t believe<br>Ca$h Money worth figuers and it aint no joke<br>We aint never been no hoe<br>So run up in ya smoke<br>I tote a chopper in the trunk 9 and Mac on the seat<br>Tuesday and thursday I lay low task force on they sweep<br>On Sunday I`m out shinnin`<br>On the lake on crome straight blindin`<br>Me and my round off in Whispers Big Tymin`<br>Ask them hoes where the bar ya thank I`m lyin` <br>At our concerts in helicopters we flyin`<br>Aint no secret niggas hatin` niggas dyin`<br><br>Chorus: Juvenile<br><br>There once was a nigga name Baby G (B.G.)<br>He drove around town with a 223<br>Until oneday he was bustin` with a dude<br>So he hit`em with the K and knocked`em outta his shoes<br><br>Verse Three: Hot Boys<br><br>B.G.: Playin` with us nigga off top we`ll hurt cha<br> Me and the lil Turksta down ta fuckin` twerk ya<br>Turk: They got a lot of niggas hatin` on me and the B.G.<br> Get in our way we`ll smoke ya leave ya wet in the street<br>B.G.: AKs and SK rifles I tote them<br> Playa hata and balla blocka I smoke them<br>Turk: Now when we ride we ride fly stunt like a Ac (Acura)<br> We love ta shine get down and dirty in black<br>B.G.: I ride in sharp cars and I make a lot of feddi<br> Ya need years ta prepare ta fade me ya aint ready<br>Turk: We`ll leave ya block shook<br> Fuck ya hoe and get a hook<br> Nigga who try sizin` up get they life took<br>B.G.: I don`t play dawg I got a resume to prove it<br> Rub me the wrong way I`ma draw down and start shootin`<br>Turk: For my nigga I`ll blast be the first ta hit the set<br> Cock back the Mac and let bullets eject<br><br>Chorus: Juvenile<br><br>There once was some niggas out the CMB <br>Some out the mario some out that wild T.C.<br>Until one day they was bustin with some dudes<br>So they hit em with the K knocked em outta they shoes<br> <br>Uh knocked em outta they shoes<br>T.C. nigga knocked em outta they shoes<br>V.L. nigga knocked em outta they shoes<br>They knocked em outta they shoes<br>Hot Boy$ knocked em outta they shoes<br>B.G. knocked em outta they shoes<br>Nigga Turk knocked em outta they shoes<br>The H.B.s knocked em outta they shoes<br>My nigga Baby knocked em outta they shoes<br>My nigga Manny knocked em outta they shoes<br>Knocked em outta they shoes<br>Knocked em outta they shoes