U Got Shot

You got shot cause you knock knock knocked Who's there? Another motherfuckin hardrock -) ODB "Whoa-ho-hoh, let me like slow up with the flow" -) ODB "Introducing, yo FUCK that nigga's name!" -) ODB "If you wanna step to my motherfuckin rep Chk-chk, BLAOW BLAOW BLAOW, blown traject'" -) ODB "Gimme my fuckin shit, chk-chk, BLAOW!" -) ODB "You got shot cause you knock knock knocked.." [Parrish Smith] On my knees at the mercy of God Straight up back up I keeps it hard You like to watch but can't touch this nigga or catch a charge Papichulo, with karate chops, just like judo Fuckin coolo make you quit rap and go sing with Menudo Underground's where we live and that's where we'll be when you leave Overachieve, I'd rather be rockin Apollo Creed Time to speak up, faggot niggaz droppin these weak cuts We're the b-boys, hows about some hardcore in the speakers for the Mic Dons, ?? ??, PMD shinin with my stripes on in the saddle, fuck around, get your shit rattled No paddles up shit's creek when time to battle Same place, same bat time, so fuck a bat channel This nigga, object of game, get your pockets bigger Biggie, Pac, and Eaze - one love, them still my fuckin niggaz [215] We don't need no gat, just cock me fuckin back and watch me spitfire my ?volerical? fact It's a sign of a miracle that, my iron spittin ain't peelin your cap, me and the devil had a spiritual chat Cause I'm eviler with lyrical rap than a black cat, on a black night, and I'm black in the moonshinin, I'm sippin Starsky and Hutch while my rims blindin, while P rollin the Dutch Cause I'm too much for ma's and grandpa's to solve Roll the windows to your cars, when out at large Who the fuck's in charge? Charles Laston Sauls I got his mom suckin my balls like a fresh pack of Halls Right hand to Allah, I'm the roughest of the raw Nobody's ever seen what they seen and never saw when I jump in my car, they go ooh and ahh EPMD, 215, and 8-Off Agallah [8-Off] Yo 215, who the FUCK was them cats up in the car? One of them got a gat, the other one wanna spar Jumpin out the car, pop a trunk, swingin crowbars Stick up my seeds in my fiends for the G's People low self-esteem rockin the gleam, hotter than steam When I blow off the top I got this cream like Bill Rothstein And when I rob unique excitement is, why you scream So put your hands together, get your mans together Here's the plan together here's the gun together let's run together Soldier mind crime nigga, bitch-down live nigga 8-Off's gonna hit em like, five niggaz, suprise niggaz [Erick Sermon] Aiyyo you hit em like that I bust em from the back, to the extreme Hit em up, make em scream like a bitch And switch up, for the mix up, and dig a ditch up and bounce, then for luck, I throw a six up And hook off like Prince Naseem a head Duck yo' head, or go inside instead Step to me bourgeoise? Fancy as Dandy? You get killed, like you was Jon-Benet Ramsey And some of y'all just plain civilians Talkin shit, and never even seen a million Actin like y'all Sicilians, when y'all niggaz with small figures, and chasin gold diggers (Motherfuckers) Don't even come up to me yappin Or you'll Die Hard with Bruce and Sam Jackson Right now, you wanna duel, you fool I'm a Dogg 4 Life like my nigga Ja Rule Who wanna flex, with the influential with mad credentials on instrumentals we're too essential The mic and the beat, now shit's complete for me to kick your ass, for talkin trash, punk "You got shot cause you knock knock knocked Who's there? Another motherfuckin hardrock" -) ODB "Whoa-ho-hoh, let me like slow up with the flow" -) ODB "Introducing, yo FUCK that nigga's name!" -) ODB "If you wanna step to my motherfuckin rep Chk-chk, BLAOW BLAOW BLAOW, blown traject'" -) ODB "Gimme my fuckin shit, chk-chk, BLAOW!" -) ODB "You got shot cause you knock knock knocked.."