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Intro: Young
Gunnaz, you hear mothafuckin knock nigga
G.I.F.I.
Rocafella records you

[Verse 1: Young
Said a nice day out
And I'm tryna pick to drizzive
do the wagons or the new six forty fizzives
Said is they high
I rather go beam
Need the for this I put up my nin-nine
it's more cleaner and the system be knockin
The be watchin
So these niggaz be
It happens
They can't stand a flossin
Until you off em, have they peoples the coffin
I pulls up, put it in park, make sure my up
Fix my Roca, while I'm my S Dots up
I can take a step
These niggaz is yellin
I get the roll em, drop my hand and they
Bank stop , trunk full of cash, holdin
Ki's so while you Youngins is something stolen
Black berry Nextel, phone, Motorollin
Why you the chickens be rollin
We got 'em

[Chorus 2x: Neef]
You hear that mothafuckin nigga (uhn)
J.L.'s ready to pop (uhn)
Either Roc or State nigga (uhn)
White on whites or S Dot's (uhn)

[Verse 2: Young
Wakes up early, kiss my daughter, hop outta
Gang steady callin, I'mma tell 'em I'mma get
Pick my layout, of boxers, alot of shit here
The nigga Ty sell me some Dot's , make sure my there
another day in the gutter, go see my brother
Baby mother and cussin, I'm thinkin fuck her
A bunch of other on my mind, deep in my grind
Its more than just on my mind, read through the lines
Get 'em and use em
So we confuse 'em how we em
Ya homies on my is tryna make it a two-some
Hit 'em and em, niggaz is married to these bitches
I know how we do em, that's why I'm to my riches
Nice day out, through, clearin the way out
Two new marita's hollerin soon as they out
Fit the collar big shit lettin eight out
to lay a nigga straight out
Try it

[Verse 3: Young
Love how I do it I do I'm reppin
Keep a weapon I'm he keep it steppin
P.T. 1-4-5 me your necklace
As I expected, you necked go think a
Get In Where You Fit In, CEO of record
Pumpin me, they bumpin me playas know they it
Ladies love it, the streets ready as they it
And you mothafuckas how to flex it uh bet it uh

Neef]
Mothafuckas better run, just got me one
That high trash you, you better get you another gun
out the box with it
Pop fly ya get mopped with it
I pop outta something that's tinted
Round the way all day just how I'm rollin
no victims, no modems
Just a bunch of them cold
shit like I owe em
Till 6-4 blow em

You that mothafuckin knock nigga