What We Do - Knoc-Turn'al, Knoc-Turn al

For My nail shop Bitches

My hair shop bitches

That don’t come outside until they look vicious

My blue rag niggaz, my red rag niggaz

Let’s all unite and make the west coast bigga

Bring your chrome out, shine it up Escalades to Impalas, Line 'em up Let’s bounce to the beach with a bitch or two

You can ride my shit, let me spit for you

This California livin’is the best on earth

Throw your hands up, represent your turf

Open bar, all night drinks for free

Just sing Knoc-Turn'al from LAC

Big D, in a brand new SUV

Nate Dogg got the bomb that he passed the G Like it’s supposed to be Like I’m close to me Like it’s planned to be Like a Family

Come On!

What we do (What We Do)

Every day (Every day)

They try to (They try to)

But they can’t (But they can’t)

Same bullshit (Same bullshit)

Different Day (Different Day)

Warren G (Warren G)

Can You Come Back To Me Sometime it’s hard to get a grip on what’s really goin’on

When your days getting dark and your nights gettin’long

And everyones tryin ta hit a piece of these streets

I got beef wit OG’s, my PO and Police

Please — how can I explain to these suckas

How I made motherfucker, come off nuthin

It wasn’t my fault I went platinum off the gate

Lookin at me, I’m???

Niggaz better practice patience

Fall back and step with all that act and anxious

Thank You

And you can see it on the face of the kids

When they recognize me for all the hits that I did

Who do we love, Nigga

G Dubb Nigga

Can’t stay away I make a hit each day

And just so you know nigga the hits won’t stop

So I’m putting in work till I fill my spot

Come On!

What we do (What We Do)

Every day (Every day)

They try to (They try to)

But they can’t (But they can’t)

Same bullshit (Same bullshit)

Different Day (Different Day)

Knoc-Turn'al (Knoc-Turn'al) (yay)

Can You Come Back To Me Everybody want to know what’s crackin wit Knoc-Turn'al

Ghetto Street narrator with an LA journal

Niggaz Got 6 4's hot enough to hop hurtles

On G’s it’s the colour purple with a tight circle

Difference is in the have and have nots

We have eaten, you have not

Blast and stuff glocks back and stash spots

Ass, tits, and hips, she got a whole lot

Knoc ain’t never dropped the dime info or hoe

Whether I know or don’t know an info

Even if I know where kilos of coke flow goes

I ain’t never told a soul, my soul for no dough

We gangsta, fuck pop and go-go

I’m a bow-low, any man woman or beasted bro’s against the west coast

LAC, Handle 'em

I don’t need shit but I might get some magnums

What we do (What We Do)

Every day (Every day)

They try to (They try to)

But they can’t (But they can’t)

Same bullshit (Same bullshit)

Different Day (Different Day)

Warren G (Warren G)

Can You Come Back To Me