's in my home lookin' in my window Once upon a time in the projects, yo There lived a nigga named Knoc-Turn'al America's most wanted, for sho' In a black
' Let me get a little piece of this thang here like that there, trip Let a nigga from the E.S. L.B. D.P. beat that pussy 'Til it's soft and mushy, I
me get a little piece of this Thang here like that there, trip. Let a nigga from the e.s. l.b. d.p. beat that pussy 'til it's soft & mushy I love that
m callin the shots I'll wear a shiny suit for a minute like I'm The L.O.X. Then get gangster with a swap meet bag and a Jordan box And when I die, bury
knot, I'm callin the shots I'll wear a shiny suit for a minute like I'm The LOX Then get gangster with a swap meet bag and a Jordan box And when I die
meditating have the trick yer we made it Hands on controlling there minds like remotes Compton niggaz be shovin' there dick's down there deep throat I'm Compton's most wanted
niggaz on the run And it ain't nuttin but streiht up menaces, damn! Just like I said before y'all It ain't nuttin but a compton thang And MC Eiht's
cutthroats They smile in a nigga face - and for what? They got the game fucked up, and want my thang fucked up I done learned a lot, seen a whole lot
on knot, I'm callin the shots I'll wear a shiny suit for a minute like I'm The LOX Then get gangster with a swap meet bag and a Jordan box And when I
you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets wit ya like you a swifter as a gifter [Verse 19: Chamillionaire
WALLS, that's ALL THEY SAW! [The Game] Hip-Hop ain't dead, it just took a couple shots I bring it back to life, give it a couple shots The kings comin
watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets wit ya like you a swifter as a gifter [Verse 19: Chamillionaire
young thang? City I'm from bang What's up, nigga? Real G's don't wear titty and tongue rings You's a fruity-o, you make the most excuses And keep a studio
me get a little piece of this thang here like that there, trip. Let a nigga from the E.S. L.B. D.P. beat that pussy 'til it's soft & mushy I love that
it's too late And all the real party people let me hear you say, "turn it up" Let it bang, 'cause when we party yo it ain't no thang Even haters ain't
'm in I'm gon' win Can't let no hoes in my business If a hooker got game, she'll find a way to twist it Havin' me - in a spot, and straight stabbin' me
it's all about Eazy! If it ain't about Eazy, it's all about Fif' and the Unit! I wonder who's listenin' to it? ! (what's this?) Jumped on Dre's dick -
But men, the wrong color outfit, could get your mouth split It's a shame, but it ain't no thang to me Cuz I slang these thangs like a G It's on, is anybody