Thi'sl - Let It Knock Lyrics
Thi'slLet's get it poppin', I'm all inI been in the kitchen whippin', where y'all been?Been sittin' back from a distance, watched the world spinNow it's time for me to open up and chime inI hear ‘em talk, they say they grindI see they movement, I say they lyin' (Liar)They say it's dark, I say let's shineLook at my watch, it said it's timeThey say I'm crazy, I lost my mindI say they right, now fall in lineThey tried to leave me dead out on the blockBut I'm here and I'm now ‘bout to turn this thang up and let it knockThi'slThey hear it comin'... let it knockThey hear it comin'... let it knockThey hear it comin'... let it knockThey hear it comin'... let it knockThey hear it comin'... let it knockThey hear it comin'...Let your windows down and turn it up until it popJust let it knockI don't think you really know what we came up in here to doI don't think you really know what we came up in here to doI don't think you really know what we came up in here to doI don't think you really know what we came up in here to doThi'slWas on the edge, out my mindEvery day chasin' dollar signsHustle hustle, that's all I knewBut I'm from Hustle City, that's what we doI should be in the pen like Larry HooverFor flippin' work, bangin' Rugers13, I was a shooterBut Jesus saved my life, hallelujahThis for my derrties and all my dawgsThat's in the pen never comin' homeWatch close ‘cause the race is onFlame told me black out on ‘em go off in the zone‘Cause I hear ‘em talk but they ain't sayin' nothin'The radio be on but they ain't playin' nothin'That's why we had to take this to the blockTold ‘em crank it till it pop, go'n and crank that thang up and let it knockPRoYou say you hard, I suggest you stopI'm guessin' it must be Legos if you on the blockSee it's all good till somebody gets shotThen we find out invincible is something you notTurn on my radio, why did I hit you with gin in the middle of danger?Then everything change when the chopper get to pop-pop-poppin' kinda like a drum majorBLOW! BULLET! BLA-BLA-BLOW! That ain't no sound that you hearIt's the sound of a life with destruction that come to an end, that should be something you fearThat's why I rep the Lord, his power turns us into soldiersThe city streets will wreck your life, bulldozersI introduce you to the Christ boy if you don't know himStay on my grind kinda like coffee, FolgersIt's a shame that we die for fame and then the life we lived amount to nothin'Christ is gain down for his name, best believe that I stand for somethin'I fight to know him whether it's cool or notAnd if you feel the same turn the music up and let it knockThi'slLet your windows down and turn it up until it pop, just let it knock
