B.G. Knocc Out
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B.G. Knocc Out & T-DOT
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B.G. Knocc Out & Kaoz & T-DOT
B.G. Knocc Out & G-Dubb
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B.G. Knocc Out & T-DOT
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B.G. Knocc Out & T-DOT
I remember the day I met you
I thought you were special
And when you touched my hand
I knew I wouldn’t forget you
Yeah it’s true that I was young
Didn’t care that you were 38
Drop dead gorgeous
Trying to increase the murder rate
Kept five inside at times
You let them percolate
Fine as wine and you find crimes
To perpetrate
To me you were always friendly
And at times I left you empty
I hoped that no one would use you against me
Our union wasn’t legal
So I hid you from people
But you could be extremely lethal
When my feelings are evil
But you and me we were thick as thieves
Bobby and Whitney
Day one every where I go for sure
I take you with me
I’m not an SOB
I’m a son of a gun
When you at odds with God
Then a thunder would come
A deluge of rain, storms and hurricanes
A tsunami with a lightning flash
I’m not an SOB
I’m a son of a gun
When you at odds with God
Then a thunder would come
A deluge of rain, storms and hurricanes
A tsunami with a lightning flash
That’s another army
Until in later years
I found another bay baby
My initials AH and hers are AK
Gotta marry this one
Definitely was a keeper
Even do my dirty work
They call her the street sweeper
To me she’s held in high esteem
So surprised when she arrives
You took into her eyes they beam
No question about ride or die
She sure would
One day me and her
We took on the whole hood
In the middle of the street we got cracking
No acting just action
My bitch was on one we just snapping
We looked up there were bodies laid out
She about a niggas life
That’s something she don’t play about
I’m not an SOB
I’m a son of a gun
When you at odds with God
Then a thunder would come
A deluge of rain, storms and hurricanes
A tsunami with a lightning flash
That’s another army
I’m not an SOB
I’m a son of a gun
When you at odds with God
Then a thunder would come
A deluge of rain, storms and hurricanes
A tsunami with a lightning flash
That’s another army
Today my current bitch
She the one I’m gonna die with
Call her my little rocket
Cause she always on some fly shit
Everything is kosher
When I put her on my shoulder
She exposer she scream like the sound
Of a super nova
I don't have papers on her
But it’s still like what a marriage is
Come from out the middle east
They say that she a terrorist
Used to be a freedom fighter
But the country on some scary shit
Want to break us up
Just a sign of their arrogance
Over here illegally
They say that it’s federal
Before I ever let her go
I’m gonna have to let it go
A certain heart breaker
And I’m sure she’s broken several
Sent her on a Compton tour
A Chapo down in Mexico
I’m not an SOB
I’m a son of a gun
When you at odds with God
Then a thunder would come
A deluge of rain, storms and hurricanes
A tsunami with a lightning flash
That’s an army
I’m not an SOB
I’m a son of a gun
When you at odds with God
Then a thunder would come
A deluge of rain, storms and hurricanes
A tsunami with a lightning flash
That’s an army
Son of a Gun was written by B.G. Knocc Out.
B.G. Knocc Out released Son of a Gun on Tue May 16 2017.