Knuckle Up by ROSDRI114 Lyrics
Got them 2’s, aiming at 1, using my fists, You clowns are a joke
Knuckles First if you really wanna pick up your nuts
But smokers don’t want that smoke (x2)
Who got got?
Ain’t nobody here ran our spot
Just like chocolate but we ran block
On Different sides but fk them opps
This is heavy just like metal
Look at my gang they say we rebels
Like them buildings we on levels
Running this game like I was Pablo
Only 14 and I fought grown men on my block my Uncle didn't know I jumped in
Bet you wouldn’t jump in with men at 14 you were still picking up your nuts back then
Niggahz really tried to get a camera swinging and ducking and talking about how they even really got in
If I got 2, 2 on the 4 door
Let me hear the red blue when the phone calls
Bodies get got
Fk that when I hear these bustahs say they’ve picked up and pulled that trigger
Kill man in the morning that’s what you call a case of a cereal (serial) killer
My bars moonwalking through this beat like a smooth criminal with thriller
Stomp on your streets while I walk around feeling like I was Godzilla
Got them 2’s, aiming at 1, using my fist, You clowns are a joke
Knuckles First if you really wanna pick up your nuts
But smokers don’t want that smoke (x2)
Ching Ching with the dip dip trying to get a sucker that was running with ease
Cop one uppercut str8 to the chin cop another niggah thought he had to Freeze
I don’t know about you? But I know about me
What you know about stacking and packing and talking shit about Kilo Gz
I ain’t ever pushed Bricks in my life
I’m legit when I get my cheese
Serve him two uppercuts to the chin
While his teeth is put on a plate and he’s begging please
Please don’t hurt me, please just spare life, please bro just don’t do it
You forgot you don’t who I am im the type of niggah that just stays ruthless
Leaving you bustahs clueless
Not one of you bitches suit this
If you really wanna man up chuck up your fist let’s see these bitches go toothless
Can’t really focus on clowns
When they snitch and turn to the law
I’ll be rapping and Killing this game swinging this shit like it’s God of war
Who really wants problems? Rebels in my hood is where they breed them
Stomp him and be like a deadbeat dad just walk off and Fkn leave him
My blood and my skin says 685 but you know that I’m from New Zealand
Make these bitches run out of air like a sauna! barely breathin!
Fkn barely breathin!
Got them 2’s, aiming at 1, using my fist, You clowns are a joke
Knuckles First if you really wanna pick up your nuts
But smokers don’t want that smoke (x2)
Fuck....all...these...haters
Not one of you even made it
And if you did you can catch my right and watch yourself get faded
Too many here frustrated, all these games I’ve played it
Gangs these days like the NBA watch your boy get traded
What you know about stepping on streets and gang pull up on a swerve
What you know about kicking it with the homies and sleeping on curbs
You don’t really know shit? You pack a gun or a knife
I was taught to use my knuckles and only my fist if a man gotta fight
School you like a damn teacher, sit you down for that test
Fk all the opps and the haters
You Can’t really get through me like a bullet to the vest
Yes I throw 1, 2’s and yes I throw 1, 2’s
Not all polys are rebels fk the media and the news
Not one of you have a clue
Pah pah pah
Got them 2’s, aiming at 1, using my fist, You clowns are a joke
Knuckles First if you really wanna pick up your nuts
But smokers don’t want that smoke (x2)
Knuckles First if you really wanna pick up your nuts
But smokers don’t want that smoke (x2)
Who got got?
Ain’t nobody here ran our spot
Just like chocolate but we ran block
On Different sides but fk them opps
This is heavy just like metal
Look at my gang they say we rebels
Like them buildings we on levels
Running this game like I was Pablo
Only 14 and I fought grown men on my block my Uncle didn't know I jumped in
Bet you wouldn’t jump in with men at 14 you were still picking up your nuts back then
Niggahz really tried to get a camera swinging and ducking and talking about how they even really got in
If I got 2, 2 on the 4 door
Let me hear the red blue when the phone calls
Bodies get got
Fk that when I hear these bustahs say they’ve picked up and pulled that trigger
Kill man in the morning that’s what you call a case of a cereal (serial) killer
My bars moonwalking through this beat like a smooth criminal with thriller
Stomp on your streets while I walk around feeling like I was Godzilla
Got them 2’s, aiming at 1, using my fist, You clowns are a joke
Knuckles First if you really wanna pick up your nuts
But smokers don’t want that smoke (x2)
Ching Ching with the dip dip trying to get a sucker that was running with ease
Cop one uppercut str8 to the chin cop another niggah thought he had to Freeze
I don’t know about you? But I know about me
What you know about stacking and packing and talking shit about Kilo Gz
I ain’t ever pushed Bricks in my life
I’m legit when I get my cheese
Serve him two uppercuts to the chin
While his teeth is put on a plate and he’s begging please
Please don’t hurt me, please just spare life, please bro just don’t do it
You forgot you don’t who I am im the type of niggah that just stays ruthless
Leaving you bustahs clueless
Not one of you bitches suit this
If you really wanna man up chuck up your fist let’s see these bitches go toothless
Can’t really focus on clowns
When they snitch and turn to the law
I’ll be rapping and Killing this game swinging this shit like it’s God of war
Who really wants problems? Rebels in my hood is where they breed them
Stomp him and be like a deadbeat dad just walk off and Fkn leave him
My blood and my skin says 685 but you know that I’m from New Zealand
Make these bitches run out of air like a sauna! barely breathin!
Fkn barely breathin!
Got them 2’s, aiming at 1, using my fist, You clowns are a joke
Knuckles First if you really wanna pick up your nuts
But smokers don’t want that smoke (x2)
Fuck....all...these...haters
Not one of you even made it
And if you did you can catch my right and watch yourself get faded
Too many here frustrated, all these games I’ve played it
Gangs these days like the NBA watch your boy get traded
What you know about stepping on streets and gang pull up on a swerve
What you know about kicking it with the homies and sleeping on curbs
You don’t really know shit? You pack a gun or a knife
I was taught to use my knuckles and only my fist if a man gotta fight
School you like a damn teacher, sit you down for that test
Fk all the opps and the haters
You Can’t really get through me like a bullet to the vest
Yes I throw 1, 2’s and yes I throw 1, 2’s
Not all polys are rebels fk the media and the news
Not one of you have a clue
Pah pah pah
Got them 2’s, aiming at 1, using my fist, You clowns are a joke
Knuckles First if you really wanna pick up your nuts
But smokers don’t want that smoke (x2)