Do It Knightowl Do It Lyrics

[Knightowl]
[laughin]
Hey yo, Chris Gunn
Drop me some of that
Good ole gangsta shit
Home boy
You know how we do it

[Knightowl]
When I step in the party
I got's to get naughty
So break out that bottle of barcardi
That 1 51 got's that bald head spinnin
I'm winnin since the beginin
All the battles that been simon
You know I gotta be the fool that's always
That's on top
Knightowl's breaks em off
Servin fools like a waiter I'm greater
You'll turn bitch like a raider
I'm not the one that's back stabbin
But I'll be the one that grabbin
Like tits I be saggin
My threads got to fit kinda of loose
Some what like p*ssy get's after you f*ck it
Check it, I'm the one that'll wreck it
You best respect it or end up disected
My name be the one that you envy
So now I got to send the middle finger
To the rest of your crew mothaf*cka

[Chorus]
Do it do it Knightowl do it
Do it homie do it
Do it Knightowl do it
Like a mtohaf*ckin G
[x2]

[Knightowl]
Well I'm back once again
With a mothaf*ckin style that'll bump
All them lyrics come tight when I dump
On a track there ain't no holdin back when I bust
Knightowl be the one to wear em out like rust
Come get some of this and see what'll happen Must I remind you
That you should never rap in front of me fool
I'm the best all around
I got the sound that is straight underground
Who needs the mothaf*ckin radio I don't
Just cause I won't kiss no ass they won't play me
I don'tr give a mad f*ck they can suck on a big fat dick
My balls you can lick
Get off my nut sack it's me that you wish you can be like
I don't bite like Mike
So evrybody gather around and Listen
And see what the f*ck you be missin

[Chorus]

[Knightowl]
Mess with this vandal a guarantee scandle
I'm lightin mothaf*ckas up like a candle
You'll never be able to handle a man of my calibur
You'll end up a cadver
My dagger be pokin mothaf*ckas in the rib
I am not some fool so I will not let you live
Die mothaf*cka die you know my name
Knightowl be the one to make that hit when I aim
Never miss when I blast put em all in the past
I'll be up on that ass make you lose like the Jazz
Untouchable lyrical bald headed thug
And I feel no remorse but of course
I gotta keep smokin it's you that's provokin
Now on your own f*ckin blood you'll be chokin
You messed with the wrong vato yo te mato
I'm gone mothaf*cka alrato

[Chorus]

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