Luyện nghe bài hát Knoc

Whatchu
Whatchu
Get off me

I pull quick, it's useless, I'm fully clipped, 6 fo' dipped
Throw chrome whip with three freaks and hips with firm tits
Yeah, we fully chipped, been on gangsta
It's ruthless, off two fifths

Who hits? Who we wit?
Westcoast parties don't
Who drop
The head doctor,

Police pursue me in squad cars and
Checkin' lockers, connect to play soccer
and cockblockers
Ho-hoppers, niggaz is off the rocker

Sippin cranberry juice on rocks with
With and Poppa, and Redd Fox's doctor
Takin' names and takin'
Ya ya name and I'm all up on ya

Nigga that's California, palm trees and 6-3's on
Rims dip to make the gold-a
Slangin' boulders, thought I ya
True soldiers comin' from the shoulders

Take it
'Cuz the motherfuckin' knoc
Hotter than yo' fulla motherfuckin' cops
Bow down ya see me
Knoc the truth believe it

Take it
'Cuz it's the motherfuckin'
Hotter than a freak who givin' head who stop
Bow when ya pass thru
turn'al god damn you

What's the difference us? Nah, not that again
New and new cars and new broads and new thongs
On Crenshaw Boulevard, 'em up at the bar
Girl you know who we are, superstars

Roll deep, nah, we hard and deep
yo beef get the fuck off my street
Getcha motherfuckin' ass
L.A., Compton, long beach, whooptie nigga what?

I don't give a
Hustlers, hood-rats, sick-ass thugs, and bloods
Hell nigga, all my niggaz raise it up
Nuttin' but dubs, you got a sack, nigga what? it up

it easy
'Cuz it's the knoc
Hotter than yo' block fulla motherfuckin'
Bow when ya see me
Knoc the truth best it

it easy
'Cuz the motherfuckin' knoc
Hotter than a freak who head who won't stop
Bow down when ya pass
Knoc god damn you

Bitch, you ain't shit, my bad
Turn off the lights, don't
Give a some ack right and act like
You lick balls tonight

Girls all pause, nah, girls drop draws on site
Do drugs, cups, smoke bud, all night
That's right, I bisexual women, fuck dykes
Suck dick, no, but father might

Fuckin'
Duck the IRS, fuckin' Howard wife
In traffic, bitch gave me in real life
L.A. lights, C.A. get it right

Westcoast on the grind, these niggaz done they minds
loungin' in the sunshine
Here's one thing you bitch niggaz know
Fuck you, please believe and I mean that

it easy
'Cuz the motherfuckin' knoc
Hotter yo' block fulla motherfuckin' cops
Bow when ya see me
Knoc the best believe it

it easy
'Cuz the motherfuckin' knoc
Hotter than a freak who head who won't stop
Bow down ya pass thru
Knoc turn'al god you