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• Artiste: Gold Rush Kings
• Titre: Knock Em Down
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Oh, my ja, on the we' shouting shly Here to the swe', nigga, feet to the sleep That'z how I kick the swerve' Break your foot tryna take these wo' Get amputated. To my shly shit To my seacliff, mean eyes don't ball Safe that clean shit, all four seasons Thought you high, nigga Every now, that's how you get all those Bird flues, are gonna steer shit Damn, near coughed my heart up Our lungs after these lyrics Lil' jacks in my back yard Can't go far, (???) Cashing out, you overcount Is all you wish is that it's all me Fuckers never loved us Oh, shit, came, drank and dropped Think we might have ride to your momma house If I ever end up, might drill up on the Mac end Word out, bust a rule, no black mind, old lad reminiscing love And the herb, where the real ones at? Money make who? Looking at the future, Bout a few years past that. Running that detail down to the spirit Niggas at the bar and they can't get near it Dancing at the (???) White niggas clear it(?) I may watch out, might take off Drop bombs, step one We knocking on doors till we knock 'em down Yeah, we knock 'em down We knock 'em down We knock 'em down We knocking on doors till we knock 'em down Yeah, we knock 'em down We knock 'em down We knock 'em down