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letra de knockin' - bandmanrill

[intro]
look, what-what
ay look, what-what (mc, make another hit)
it’s the f-ckin’ bandman
project-project x-x-x
what, what-what-what
what, what-what, on bro
ay, what-what-what
ay, look-look, wait, huh

[verse 1]
i’m in the shark, only do the dash
bro do a hunnid, only on the app
throw for a team, out here throwin’ ass
hold that wheel bro don’t mack
brodie a bucket so i call him nash
she tryna touch it, tryna grab the sack
i blow that money then i get it back
bumpin’ my music, sh-t like crack
i know i’m addicted lil baby
big sh-t, this shoot like the navy
wipe down, this sh-t off of navy
i’m off the drank, this sh-t got me lazy
n-ggas goofy, they be out here tender
tell his b-tch, “tryna finger that bender”
n-ggas broke, need to get ’em a lender
got a b-tch, she gon’ work if i send her
and i heard they was chattin’, talk ’round the city how n-ggas gon take my chain
and i don’t gotta shoot, my bro here with me, i know my bro got aim
ever since they took [?] and nut got back, sh-t ain’t been the same
can’t wait ’til bro touch down, we gon’ run it up for all of our pain
[chorus]
n-ggas know how i’m rock-rockin’
keep it on me, yeah rock-rockin’
n-ggas cappin’, need to stop-stop it
godd-mn, this sh-t knock-knockin’
newark, we bangin’ the bronx, they flockin’
bad b-tch tryna take off her stockin’
eat the d-ck her jaws be rockin’
eat the d-ck her jaws be, look, wait

[verse 2]
that b-tch a stragler, tryna get humpy
hand on the neck while the d-ck in her tummy
[?]
that ain’t my bro, he is just a runny
bullets they punch his body like he sonny
she gon’ hop d-ck to d-ck like a bunny
she wanna gurk ’cause i got money
yeah they was laughin’, now what’s funny

[bridge]
the hood, yeah it really get real
when you walk lil bro, better keep you a stick
thirteen, seen a n-gga get k!lled
ever since, on bro, had to keep me a grip
all the sh-t that i got on my mind
sometimes make me wanna go on a hit
gotta do this sh-t for my moms
she the one that said i was gon’ be rich
the city, it really get real
when you walk lil bro, better keep you a grip
thirteen, seen a n-gga get k!lled
ever since, on bro, had to keep me a stick
all the sh-t that i got on my mind
sometimes make me wanna go on a hit
gotta do this sh-t for my moms
look-look, ay
[chorus]
n-ggas know how i’m rock-rockin’
keep it on me, yeah rock-rockin’
n-ggas cappin’, need to stop-stop it
godd-mn, this sh-t knock-knockin’
newark, we bangin’ the bronx, they flockin’
bad b-tch tryna take off her stocking
eat the d-ck her jaws be rockin’
eat the d-ck her jaws be, look, wait

- bandmanrill

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