Alright, now lets do this (Flesh)-Knocc Out and Flesh, my glock to techs, we comin` 2 serve ya (B.G. Knocc Out)-Knocc Out and Flesh, with tha glock cock, and you know I`m screamin` murda mo` murda. <2 timez>
Flesh-Verse 1
Rippin` up, it`s yo` St. Clair. Takin` money that`s straight, and gotta kick it, chill. Then makin` it real, to the pop on my slug for love, I`m gonna feed you with B.G. Knocc Out drop these bullets in a grill for tha skill. Motha Fuckaz with double, meat is when it`s on. My fox cause to this, is a rock gets clock and a grip now ready to rough house.
B.G. Knocc Out-Verse 2
Betta with coppas and his guns. Sendin` bodiez off yet, for tha redrum, six feet in a ditch is where I`m leaving you bitvh-ass niggaz so come, come. Mo` victim to tha crome, it`s on. Leavin` bodiez strapped up, and I kill `em all, mo` mo`. Bitch-ass niggaz from tha otha side, wanna try me, come rock. `Cause the nigga don`t know.
Flesh-Verse 3
I really help, can`t contain us, bring `em out. Fuck with tha sinners and rap shit, kick names out yo` mouth. I`m crossin` my nigga and he got rapid. To be killaz that flip, every blood drip I pray, like a self diplp Souljah Boy from makin` niggaz. Won`t grab ??????????, take it from here to Towhee.
B.G. Knocc Out-Verse 4
That`s why I`m here, hit them down with than AK leavin` bodiez str8 down in the wrong day. All you niggaz if you wanted that shit, can`t wait `till you bitch-ass niggaz come my way, to tha hallway, nigga all day. To the peace treat, nigga ain`t no love. Ain`t no way in hell, you`ll buck with B.G. Knocc Out, Flesh, and ah Mo` Thug, str8 up.(Chorus) <4 timez>
B.G. Knocc Out-Verse 5
I`m comin` 2 serve ya, serve ya. I`m screamin` mo` murda, mo` murda. Hopin` you`ll die, don`t ask me why `cause you deserve to, deserve to. Got yo` cap hit back to tha black. Which one? That one with tha automatic strap. Have tha ones with tha all black, black, so take a nigga straight off tha map. That`s how I feel about any nigga that`s willin` to deal, willin` to deal. Put a nigga like Knocc from my with tha glock cock, `cause I wanted to kill. Niggaz talk like a disease. Drop to your knees and give me your g`s. Nigga you can`t get with these, nigga please.
Flesh-Verse 6
See you betta be takin` your loss and then I don`t know. Betta be gone, and I run up in him if I came. Be tha master plans, leavin` ya minds off. Close to 44 magnums, hit tha hold and ah so when I blast it. Creepin` yo` bloods be peepin`, you run oh nigga in a river. Sin, sippin` gin, get out tha party get in if niggaz we clown. Ready get scandlous. Where? In the cities, run from tha one they don`t purchase a pound. Get to tha nigga, they drop ya. Grab my pump, pump, cock the glock, shot ya. By tha gang wee let offs go bullet ranges. For tha same we comin` 2 serve ya.(Chorus) <4 times>
Flesh-Verse 7
Niggaz, make tha cities both screams, Lil` Knocc Out hitter, help me solve this. We shinin``, never had peace. Celibrate tha victory, runnin` with it flawless. Gonna keep dodgin`, playa hatas fall and never stood a chance, up against Flesh mo`. My niggaz send them to tha maka I`m lovin` it and you really don`t wanna test. Hate these niggaz, wanna push they luck, fuckin` with tha 5th dog, show no love. Escept for my gang, runnin` untamed, hope you don`t rename and remain Mo` Thug. Had my nigga, my slug. Haters policee blood, that is when I`m gonna serve ya. Chasin` mothafuckaz with the gun, get them on the run, but ?????????????.
B.G. Knocc Out-Verse 8
Pullin` yo` trigga on niggaz, `cause nigga, they know they can`t hang with tha Mo` Thug gang. Sonn as ya run up off, I`m pullin mine. Gut `em `till ya done, but some gotta blow out yo` brain. Come to these, rock with tha hot glock, bodiez in tha Glock. Pop, pop, pop, nigga never don`t stop. Buck with tha Knocc I`m ready to go spot with tha Glock lettin` off shots, niggaz gon` drop. To tha pave, put it in tha grave now they dwell in hell `cause we double slay. Tha clip and tha trigga, a sin, now that`s in tha river nigga, try to lift me hey. Say, Knocc and Flesh glock, glock to takes it comin` 2 serve ya, swerve to tha curve. Better off that chronic and and burn. Nigga it`s time to murda.(Chorus) <4 timez>
(Flesh)-Het niggaz? Hey niggaz? Murda, mo` murda. (Chorus) <6 timez>
