Flesh n Bone-Intro-
Alright, man let's do this
-Flesh n Bone-(Knoccout)-Chorus-
Hey niggas, Knocc Out and Flesh, got glocks and techs/ We comin' 2 serve ya (Knocc Out and Flesh, with tha glock cock/ And you know I'm screamin' murda mo' murda)
-Flesh n Bone-
Rippin' up, it's yo' St. Clair/ Takin' money that's straight, and gotta kick it, chill/ Then makin' it real, to the pop on my slug for love/ I'm gonna feed you with BG Knocc Out/ Drop these bullets in a grill for the skill/ Motha Fuckas with double, meat is when it's on/ My fox cause to this, is a rock gets clock/ And a grip now ready to rough house
-BG Knoccout-
Betta with coppas and his guns/ Sendin' bodiez off yet, for the redrum/ Six feet in a ditch is where I'm leaving you bitch ass niggas/ So come, come/Mo' victim to tha chrome, it's on/ Leavin' bodiez strapped up, and I kill 'em all, mo' mo'/ Bitch-ass niggaz from the other side, wanna try me, come rock/ 'Cause the nigga don't know
-Flesh n Bone-
I really help, can't contain us, bring 'em out/ Fuck with the sinners and rap shit, kick names out yo' mouth/ I'm crossin' my nigga and he got rapid/ To be killas that flip, every blood drip I pray/ Like a self diplp Souljah Boy from makin' niggas/ Won't grab tech techs, take it from here to Towhee
-BG Knoccout-
That's why I'm here, hit them down with than AK/ Leavin' bodiez straight down in the wrong day/ All you niggaz if you wanted that shit/ Can't wait 'till you bitch-ass niggas come my way/ To the hallway, nigga all day/ To the peace treat, nigga ain't no love/ Ain't no way in hell, you'll buck with B.G. Knocc Out/ Flesh, and ah Mo' Thug, straight up
-Chorus-
-BG Knoccout-
I'm comin' 2 serve ya, serve ya/ I'm screamin' mo' murda, mo' murda/ Hopin' you'll die, don't ask me why 'cause you deserve to/ Deserve to, got yo' cap hit back to the black/Which one?/ That one with the automatic strap/ Have the ones with the all black caps/ So take a nigga straight off the map/ That's how I feel about any nigga that's willin' to deal/ Willin' to deal/ Put a nigga like Knocc from my with the glock cock/ 'Cause I wanted to kill/ Niggas talk like a disease/ Drop to your knees and give me your g's/ Nigga you can't get with these, nigga please
-Flesh n Bone-
See you betta be takin' your loss and then I don't know/ Betta be gone, and I run up in him if I came/ Be the master plans, leavin' ya minds off/ Close to 44 magnums, hit the hold and ah so when I blast it/ Creepin' yo' bloods be peepin', you run oh nigga in a river/ Sin, sippin' gin, get out tha party get in if niggas we clown/ Ready get scandlous/Where?/ In the cities, run from the one they don't purchase a pound/ Get to tha nigga, they drop ya/ Grab my pump, pump, cock the glock, shot ya/ By thaegang we let off go bullet ranges/ For the same we comin' 2 serve ya
-Chorus-
-Flesh n Bone-
Niggas, make the cities both screams/ Lil' Knocc Out hitter, help me solve this/ We shinin', never had peace/ Celebrate the victory, runnin' with it flawless/ Gonna keep dodgin', playa hatas fall/ and never stood a chance, up against Flesh mo'/ My niggas send them to the maka I'm lovin' it/ And you really don't wanna test/ Hate these niggas, wanna push they luck/ Fuckin' with the 5th dog, show no love/ Except for my gang, runnin' untamed/ Hope you don't rename and remain Mo' Thug/ Had my nigga, my slug/ Haters police blood, that is when I'm gonna serve ya/ Chasin' mothafuckas with the gun/ Get them on the run, but therefore were labeled killas
-BG Knoccout-
Pullin' yo' trigga on niggaz, 'cause nigga/ they know they can't hang with tha Mo' Thug gang/ Sonn as ya run up off, I'm pullin mine/ Gut 'em 'till ya done, but some gotta blow out yo' brain/ Come to these, rock with the hot glock, bodies in the Glock/ Pop, pop, pop, nigga never don't stop/ Buck with the Knocc I'm ready to go spot with the Glock lettin' off shots, niggas gon' drop/ To the pave, put it in tha grave/ Now they dwell in hell 'cause we double slay/ The clip and the trigga, a sin/ Now that's in the river nigga, try to lift me hey/ Say, Knocc and Flesh glock and techs it comin' 2 serve ya/ Swerve to the curve/ Better off that chronic and and burn/ Nigga it's time to murda
-Chorus-
-Flesh n Bone-
Hey niggas? Hey niggas? Murda, mo' murda
-Chorus-
