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Nigga, nigga, nigga You better check the zip code, nigga 90805, yo, check the zip code Yo, check the zip code, 90805 Yo, West Side is my hood, nigga What? What? What? What? What? Black Knights, the moder-en day N.W.A. Cali's finest gangster rap rhyme writers these streets ever raised Renegades, bustin' off guns, definitely If I gotta go, you're comin' with me, like 50/50 Split decision, Doc. Doom, the rugged rhyme physician Talk rude, bubble-goose, straight outta Hell's kitchen Verbal hitman, Bobby Steels' ditch-diggin' henchman Monkey wrench men, I stay up in the war trenches of L.A. Put a hole through yo' eniche Hey Mr. D.J., the Knights is here so let the beats play 'Coz we rhyme for eons, way beyond your small flow You dynamite niggaz'll rhyme, our click is all pro Divide the code of honor, kill or be killed at any time Mathematically enclined, walk, talk with my mind I pack metal, black gats, stainless steel swords for war Black Knights attack, crash your coast Waves by shore, young hitman Body a source of other tool master Samurai style Chop your neck, some niggaz funny style Check my war file, from Compton to Staten Isle I left my trademark, Ghost Dog after the gun bark Here's a book to read, like weed'll leave your brain sparked Plant seeds, caught three to seam, got dark the final shootout Live by the code, die by the code Empty on your half ass niggaz and then I reload Killah Cali, the home of the Crips and Bloods Pimps and thugs, relax or you get hit with slugs Dent your mug, my niggaz ain't showin' no love Yo, yo Give 'em a double dose of that shit to leave 'em comatosed No jokes, we smoke for comin' with the rumble coats The hitman, bullets rippin' through flesh, flesh Supreme penetration, enter your back, exit your chest One marinate, cardi-inch roast, trapped in your neck In this war zone, seven get throne, six connect Discipli' incest, scorpion sting, kiss of death In this genevese, clappin' enemies, clearin' facilities You want drama? We can draw blood, I do the honor Street novelist, pure dominence, you know the motto' bitch Knights is nothin' luckin' in the game so fuck bluffin' 'Cause mass destruction, leave bodies floatin' in the Hudson For the cream I'm lustin', the better thing the cheddar brings From the get-go, we have this shit sewed, so check the zip code 90805 where cats get flipped on majorly, fuck cagerly Thug life style, so bust this mic down We might joust, Black Knight style, so what's this life now? Yo, Killah Cali, the home of the Crips and Bloods Pimps and thugs, relax or you get hit with slugs Dent your mug, my niggaz ain't showin' no love From North Long Beach nigga to the C, ya hood Killah Cali, the home of the Crips and Bloods Pimps and thugs, relax or you get hit with slugs Dent your mug, my niggaz ain't showin' no love From North Long Beach nigga to the C, ya hood [Incomprehensible] West Coast call it real Yeah yeah Black Knights Yeah yeah Check the zip code nigga, 90805 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah It's real here nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Black Knights, nigga West Coast, nigga East Coast, nigga South Side, nigga North Side, nigga Let's ride, nigga Let's ride, nigga You will die nigga
Writer(s): Robert F. Diggs, Black Knights Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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