Knoc-turn'al - Let's All Roll lyrics

(Knoc-Turn'al) Im from the S-O-U-T-H side of C-A, why they try to P-H Still hit em up with that E-A, G-A to N-G-S-T-A So f**k them them other N-I- double G-A-S Hate the popos and k** the T-A Hang with my crew blue strings in my shoes Mary jane and some loop while we swangs in the coupe Im addicting to macking hoes Tracks, flows Crenshaw Boulevard backing foes LA's Finest and LA's behind us Gangsta, hoochies, essays and whinnies D's still twisting, low low's still hopping Gangsta sh** still dropping, Crenshaw still popping Gang signs throwing up, body's still showing up And O yea Time Bomb still blowing up, b**h When you got the L.A confidential up in the place to be Ride with me (Butch Ca**idy Chorus) Let's All Roll, throw it up if you with me Im so cold, who am but staying G The Dogg Pound stays the learn all yall heard Please date me when stick before you get serve (Slip Capone) You know gangstas bang and gangsta slang It's just an gangsta thang Gangstas dip and some gangstas trip Im the gangsta slip and this gangsta crip I used bump brother with the gangsta nip Cause nobody else was on the gangsta tip Gangstas smoke shroom and gangsta rock perms Gangstas don't listen and gangstas don't learn Gangsta rock braids and gangsta jerry curls Gangsta's going take over the world Gangsta's go to jail, gangstas skip bail Gangsta's make mail and gangsta's would never fail Gangsta's goin stay on top Because the gangsta is going to make the gangsta sh** pop Just lounge homeboy you in the gangsta zone Heart thrown in California where the gangstas roll (Butch Ca**idy Chorus) (Jayo Felony) My n***a slip is an gangsta 'cause im an hoodster, an hood star Im taking the hood far The C Riders posted up with the bullet loco blue rags Smoking the bombing fluid and keep dumping on you f*gs I heard and seen it all and im hoping you fall Keep looking at my nuts until I get crip ball Im still striving, yea ya word is about what im driving Your b**h is going me more, pedal to the floor F**k an navigator, n***a I can flip ten gators in my living room If you cant to that n***a give me room Had an courney 89', but your b**h made me mine See the mother f**ker ran on that biz state of mind For mine I did the crime, had to run one time And you take my dick in your mouth in one time I f**k you in the bu*t and crip walk your liver While I rich roll on the river (Time Bomb) Caught up in the land of hard time Back off mine, im mad im pushing an hard line An hard cat with hard raps and hard rhymes I hardly pay attention to rap My mine say hard dick serve to an b**h aint no crime Hood soft to hard dime, chicken way I flip mine Hard hit and rip like canines, hit hard heads with no spine March and start to take mine Big D let me f**k that b**h and you f**k mine Off hard liqueurs is harder than wine Knocturnal comes through overtime When I die build me an shrine All is all is getting in my mind I aint begun to speak yet, until that time (Butch Ca**idy) Let's throw it up, throw it up Let em know, out in the west represent let it gold Let's throw it up, throw it up Let em know, out in the west represent let it gold