Текст песни Black Knights f Kurupt, Roscoe - Every Night is a Black Knight
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[Intro: Crisis (Doc Doom) {Kurupt}]Yeah (yeah yeah) the Black Knights (Black Knights){Tell these bitch niggas to snatch upBefore these bitch niggas get smashed up}Yo, we gon` show you gangsta`s get down (gangsta`s get down)North Town, Compton, Cali bound (Cali bound){Yeah, niggas Black Knights, Dogg Pound, we surround, nigga)Yeah, we gon` clown (clown these bitch ass niggas)[Crisis]My reign of terror is endless, ghetto physical fitnessLeave ya on the floor twitchin`, bitchin` cuz ya here witThe four/fifth, we empty out and reload clipsFuck who you roll wit, the faggot niggas don`t control shitWe the opposite, lockin` shit, while y`all blow dickDeep throat these hollow tips, let open up, lay stiffLabel the memory, should`ve known the clones, death`s the penaltyMurderin` colonies, high jack communities, street journalistGhetto shit, could deaf the you and meDirty documents, invest every slum in the continentThe elocutionist, sharpshooter, revolutionistStreet scientist, got ya eyein` this, Crisis, about to ruin shitI long dick tracks from the back, on the attackRaw dog, knock all ya`ll, disconnect, but stall ya`llRun wit minutes, handle business, never stopUntil it`s finished, niggas is foul, cripple ya styleWillie McGuiness, tackle tracks, break backs and snatch ya money stackJaw jabber bloody that, show you how a thug react[Chorus: Roscoe]I`m so tired of ya gangsta cats, wit ya half ass gangsta rapsPuttin` on gangsta acts, we gon` show you how a gangsta actWe run up in ya club and ya dubs get gangsta snatchedNow ain`t that how a gangsta act, ain`t that how a gangsta actNow ain`t that how a gangsta act[Doc Doom]Straight from out the bowels of killa Cal`Where niggas don`t smile at allStick you up in broad daylight, fuck waitin` until night fallSnatch ya chain right off, ya neck, put ya lights outThen jet back to the set, then dip another wetKilla shits, all you gon` hear from the killa clickKilla Bee Gang bangers, dark hearted, lunaticsYa mix up in heavy light, only fuck bitches that`s already tightTo open they legs, so I can sweat it rightYa damn right, we be the hardest, gangsta rap artistsIn this industry, you wanna hear shit? Then call usAt 1-800-BLACK-KNIGHTS, fuck where ya fools fromIf you in my hood, home-boy, you better have ya gunOn ya side, cuz I know a gang of niggas that done diedIn these streets, slippin` without a heatBut I`m glad that it ain`t me, that`s trapped in the dirtCuz `fore I go, I gotta leave my mom`s a desert[Chorus][Monk]Monk rock mics over Hennessey, bitch spittin` that real nigga shitHow long where niggas don`t die, we just get high and take flicksSmoke weed and hit licks, talk shit, and hit tricksMove weight by the bricks, and shoot kites to convictsThat killa Cal` shit, Cadillac`s and Rego`s and Lolo`sSlippin` on them D`s, the Knights wit flat beds and loloPost for gangsta photos and high top chucksShow you how a gangsta act, cuz we don`t give a fuckYoung niggas off the block, that uncontrolled, unorthodoxGettin` money, lookin` bummy, same gear for three daysWet like a tidal wave, ya punks better behaveWhen the nights come through, push through like trouble makersUnstoppable, off the top, my brigade controls the block[Interlude: Kurupt]Kurupt Young Gotti, hell hound number one, niggaCheck it out ... nigga[Kurupt]Gangsta, gangsta, bitches and hoesMuthafuckas jack for they switches and foldsI`m concrete wit caliber`s, to shade these out-of-lesson niggasLike Excalibur in separate sections, seeTalon touch niggas like fingertipsThat put anything in ya pockets in my fingertipsTo touch my palm, you soak and expand my mindHit niggas in separable places at the same timePoetical stand bomb, nigga, scodelic relicSkatin` like ice, and wit the .38 to ya pelvisSmokin` on somethin`, pokin` on somethin`Apply the pressure to the gates, rollin` on hundredsSave ya self nigga, cuz you know you don`t want itSixteen bitches, sixteen switchesMatrix and new glitches to canyon niggas in ditchesBlack Knights and the Pound, Young Gotti the real hound, nigga[Chorus 2X]