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what u lookin at me 4 - black knights lyrics

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[intro: big nut]
yeah (yeah) let’s get out there my n-gg-
west coast killa beez n-gg- (f-ck you looking at n-gg-)
yo, we coming to serve all you b-tch -ss m-th-f-ckas
black off black, blackball entertainment, n-gg-
west coast killa beez, check it out, west coast style, yo

[big nut]
i’m so gangsta, i don’t dance or walk
n-gg- slide to slide, spit that heat or talk
from california to new york, i’m banging on wax
like my n-gg- big y dog and little hogg, f-ck y’all
n-gg-z dissin’ the black techs and six mill
for real, you’ll f-ck around and get killed
cap peel, just for saying foul to me
you out of bounds, you won’t even last a round with me

[p.c.]
you really need to stop fronting, n-gg-
you don’t really wanna do nothing, n-gg-
once me get my killas get to dumping, n-gg-
you’ll stop fall, jackin’ and b-mping your dentures
dent your mug, 4-0, slugs, straight up in your cranium
one shot, i’m aimin ’em, shouldn’t have been f-ckin’
with the killa bee gang and them, mad dog from p dot
like he not, heated, my desert eag’ squeeze til you moonwalk and beat it

[chorus: g twin (p nut)]
what you lookin’ at me for?
(you don’t wanna see this fo’fo, n-gg-)
what you really coming to do?
(n-gg- i’ll f-ck your -ss up)
i’ll give you what you asking for
(you don’t wanna see my fo’fo, n-gg-)
an can of -sswhipping or two
(n-gg-, i’ll serve your whole crew)

[pimp nasty]
you n-gg-z should be calm, try and be patient
cause if not, you’ll be a patient, momma patient
try’nna get herself together, they tell her, her son gone
he done tricked on, this n-gg-z rob strick-long
talkin’ out the side of his neck, swearin’ that he served some n-gg-
from the gang black tech, now that’s a lie, that’s why i socked him in his eye
hit him so many times, that n-gg- bound to die

[p nut]
yo, yo, what the f-ck you looking at?
you n-gg-z want beef, n-gg-, get the cooking at
if you ain’t banging rules, i ain’t f-cking with you
n-gg-z stuck in the booth, n-gg-z ducking the truth
blackball, robbing nuts, send that n-gg- to h-ll
and go and bl–dy up the streets and the raunchy motel
when we come around, blood, better keep your chains up
cause black tech n-gg-z don’t give a mad f-ck

[chorus]

[rza]
i’ll put y’all n-gg-z in a stranglehold, you see my fang go gold
you f-ck around, i’ll put this foot up in your -n-l hole
the black tech, four foot magnum, two kiligrams
the sound alone – buck-buck – might kill a man
from atlantic to pacific, barehanded with the biscuit
kbg, east to west, we sick with it
big guns and big d-cks, dip six in sick knicks
godbodies, bloods and crips and sh-t

[gangsta wiggles]
we gon’ keep it way more gangsta than y’all, that’s on the set
if you trippin’ then i’mma holla with a black tech
n-gg-z hating on me, when i ain’t got sh-t
just a pack of of cigarettes, and a fifth, ain’t that a b-tch?
keep it gangsta? ya’ll don’t even know what it mean
cut a n-gg- open, blood, it’s realism when i breathe
f-ck yo hood n-gg-, we get to cooking that beef
tell that n-gg-, nut, you better stop looking at me, n-gg-

[chorus]

[g twin]
on the swing tip, r&b sh-t, to the flip
get your flip locked, atleast we cool whip, cause i do sh-t
like talk about p-ssy lips all day
i make your momma say, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, james
sayin’ that you gangsta, just to sell product
go back to the streets, stand and sell narcotics
it’s you n-gg-z f-cking up the game, man
and real killas, they gonna take their name back
now who gangsta, who killa, who die
nah, who flooded, who sh-tted, who pause
mans is man, whether they bust a four
it’s the who blast shirts, give out the last recall
blast and haul -ss, n-gg-z, whoop -ss
frontin’, like a chicken with no -ss at all
sh-t we mash on y’all, y’all n-gg-z don’t flaunt it
the blackball is on it, and we f-ck up your front end

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