knock 'em down music

, you better run when you hear that poppin' sound, see them shells dropping down we about to knock him down, this is knock 'em down muse, knock e'm knock 'em down music, this is knock 'em down muse, knock 'em knock 'em down music, i know some boys that'll come from outta town, that will hit'chu for a pound catch you slippin' outta bounds, this is knock 'em down muse, knock 'em knock 'em down music, this is knock 'em down muse, knock 'em knock 'em down music, bitch!, ugh!, he a paddle gruff, he a misfit, he don't really get out, he a clown, he a cornball, he a weirdo, he a nickelbag i'm a pound, but little do they know that the square looking dude that a smile instead a frown, a knock yo ass down, nigga wanna play tough guy, nigga get fucked up, so called street guy get his ass touched up, one of my dudes just got a call he back in that thang again, called us raw and his best friend again, everyday lifestyles confused it, giving fools the blues in, in and out of the shootout, force gangs no croon out, new shine cook and wine never been a pooch, kill roy up in the pin some might call it hooch, he was a friend of mine then he changed up, he used to be a crip now he flamed up, they say i'm loco, crazy a lunatic, serve these monkeys with the whole banana clip, no ski mask, let em see my face, no recess but it wud that pistol play, how could i bust the nigga pumpkin if he's on the internet telling everyone we funking?, dry snitching, momma they shooting put the mattress to the window, nobody hit but i can't say this ain't for him though, in the drive-by shit is sloppy, pull up ask for weed hop out then pop, he was a hard nigga, untouchable, but them young niggas turned him to a vegetable, i just paid a fee, it's a plot of rims, lock me in another state when they knock you down, he was a thug to the fullest, but he still caught a bullet, chrome on him but he ain't had no time to pull it, caught him at the barber shop and turned his fro into a mullet, that crazy shit still ain't got though to me, this is for funeral this right here's the eulogy, round here shit this how it happen usually, that's why my nigga stay strapped up just like yo crew should be, and you should be nervous, cause i got gators, holla about who need service, boy i got waiters, and then like fuck a tip cause they got them extra clips, talking all that shit like you got an extra lip, we on that murder potion here take an extra sip, banana peel ass nigga you could be next to slip, so don't act dumb 22 will hit'cha lung, bounce around come out'cha tongue when them bullets start to hum, nigga,