Knock’em Out The Box lyrics

[Intro]
Fool tell your trick to stay away from the chevy
I know you wanna see me rip it up
Made my first G before adding on the MC

[Hook]
Now who keeps it real
I’m coming straight of the street of Compton like E
One for the trouble, jack for ass in the parking lot
I’m knocking fools out the box
I’m knocking fools out the box

[Verse 1: MC Ren]
n*gga with Tha Chill up in the studio
n*gga getting bored tryna call up a ho
Ho-banging through these speakers, cause something ain’t right
f*cked up and let my weed up for the night
Called up my n*gga Boom Bam for the grand
Comp-town n*ggas, man keep him on the sand
Damn can’t get thru with that fat-ass sack
Let me smoke that sh*t, let my eyes roll back
Hoes in the parking lot sniffing that bud
(?), make their knees hit the rud
b*tch I’m the villain you’re sucking mine first
Same time a while n*gga busting his verse
Don’t look at me just keep your eyes close
Then I’m gonna bust in your mouth I suppose
b*tch here it comes, don’t say a f*cking word
Here it goes