[Intro: Knoc-Turn'al]
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Now that's cool
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You know
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I chill wit ch'all though a little bit
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Fuck the ???
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I ain't give a fuck about that nigga
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And he came hittin my weed
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He came drinkin my Hen'
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Matter fact if I see him in traffic, even know y'all fuck with him
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It's on
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[Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al]
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All lights are on
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This is for the G in me, let's go (let's go)
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Bitch I party all ?with me? (get it crackin in this motherfucker)
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Lights out
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I'll give you everything you need, and more
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[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
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On the mic I been a deamon since seamen
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How you screamin': Oh mama, here come that young O'Sama
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With that Al-Quaida drama
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Fuck no
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It's the Dalai Lama, wit that West World Order
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Now MC's Bow Down and treat me like Yoda
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When they catch me in the corner after club
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Like "nigga whuut", they t'ow up the dub
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So you can tell Samuel L. I'ma keep ac'in
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You can even tell that motherfucker Jassie Jackson
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Pay your child suport, keep your payments up
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Put a rubber on and don't fuck wit us
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[Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al]
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All lights are on
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This is for the G in me, let's go
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Bitch I party all ?with me?
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Lights out
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I'll give you everything you need, and more
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[Verse 2: Mack 10]
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Mack pull up in the rag, Cevy layed the ass
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And crumble green on a Zig-Zag and lacein' with hash
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I keep a 9mm cocked and ready to blast
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So when the phone jump off a nigga ready to smash
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I drink my 'gnac out the bottle
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I don't fuck wit a glass
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And I ain't sip trippin dog, that's a thing of the past
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And I stand this ?s?? so my stamina last
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And put hands on a motherfucker bout my cash
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I was a stick up kid, I snatch your chain and dash
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And if the punk-chop ?on it? nigga I bound it fast
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Or I'm creepin through your window breakin out your glass
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Then I rob the whole party lookin through a ski-mask, c'mon
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[Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al]
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All lights are on
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This is for the G in me, let's go
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Bitch I party all ?with me?
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Lights out
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I'll give you everything you need, and more
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[Verse 3: W.C.]
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From the land of the Lakers, bird brakers, Impala ?pedles?
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While we chop dollars wit those in ?Superos?
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It's the check a hoe, when the cutlass checkin doe
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So so ghetto Dub S rep the (ball/boat)
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Ball griddy but a crew a hog's wit me
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And V.I.P. yo from mad dog 20/20
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Dub C. chunkin up at 23th ??? better go swiss-ziss singin like a ??
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Lick 1, 2 to the nose my but was ???
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Pick up ?? trick my foe's posein' like the heisman
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I'm burnin money, tryna slice some ?? tummy (what)
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Leave your panties gummy, have you walkin funny, trick
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[Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al]
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All lights are on
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This is for the G in me, let's go
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Bitch I party all ?with me?
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Lights out
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I'll give you everything you need, and more
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[Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al]
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All lights are on
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This is for the G in me, let's go
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Bitch I party all ?with me?
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Lights out
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I'll give you everything you need, and more
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Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh lights out
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Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh lights out
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Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh lights out
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Lights Out
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| Westside Connection |
