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Knoc-Turn`Al

Peepin` Tom

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Текст песни Knoc-Turn`Al - Peepin` Tom

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[Knoc-Turn`al talking]YeahIt`s how we doThis a little story about uh..A nigga you know well, Knoc-Turn`al[Hook]I can see you watchingWaitin in my gardenIn my bushes plottinPeepin` Tom`s in my homeLookin in my window[Verse 1]Once upon a time in the projects, yoThere lived a nigga named Knoc-Turn`alAmerica`s most wanted, for sho`In a black Lo-Lo, with tinted windowsJust cruisin` down the street in my 6-4Checking all my traps and all my hoesLife is, too short, I stay on my toesG`d up, I spill gin and juice on brand new clothesI pulled up, hit a switch and dropped the backOn the prowl in a black hat lookin for catsI got a chrome plaque that reads, "Who`s the Mac?!"Black pussy, always talk about it `cause I love itThis California love got a nigga drunk in publicExpress yo` self, keep doin` it goodGot white on the block, keep the heat in the bushKeep risin` to the top, keep smokin` the kushThe boys in the hood are always hardCome talkin that trash, we`ll pull your guardKnowin` nothin` in life but to be legitCan`t trust my homies, can`t trust no bitchDon`t quote me boy, `cause I ain`t say shitIt`s hotter on the block than it is in the kitchenAnd I`m hard in the paint, listen, I`m steady dippinI get down, while your bullshittin`And these are the tales, the freaky talesOf a nigga on the grind that you know so wellGot a system in your trunk then I`m jacking for beatsBlack superman, I put it down for L.A.CI grip the pump in my lap at all timesFools be jackin` other fools but they don`t be jackin mineSummer time in the L.B.C. (Fuck the police)Fuck being bound by law and the peace treatyWe be clubbin, everybody likes when the girls shake somethinSystem overload, stay bumpinIt`s thug life, y`all know the rules, gotta do what ya gotta do, and stay truePropose a toast to the West CoastEasily I approach the microphone because I ain`t no jokeTell your mama to get off of my dipI have no time to give her my dick, I`m gonna hold itAnd walk around the stageAnd if you fuck up, I`m gonna get my gauge and shrivel you upLike California raisins, then unload the barrell and laugh`Cause I`m puttin lead in your motherfuckin` ass[Hook][Verse 2]I`m on the radio, and ain`t a damn thing funnyIt`s just like Compton, bitch better have my moneyI messed up and I don`t know whyTryin` to get a piece of that American PieDo my thing, blow off the roof on 187-ProofIt`s gettin funk-ay, it`s gettin funk-ayIt`s the formula, murder was the case that they gave meDear God, I wonder can you save me?Dear Mama, Brenda had a babyHard times got a nigga goin` crazyThe hood can`t take me under, it`s a G-thangWe backyard bullyin` in the land where we bangGangsta`s make the world go `roundWhat`s my motherfuckin` name?Knoc-Turn`al, didn`t even have to use my AKToday was a good day

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