You Got Shot

Lyrics

[Hook: ODB sample] You got shot 'cause you knocked-knocked-knocked Who's there? Another motherfuckin hard rock You got shot 'cause you knocked-knocked-knocked Who's there? Another motherfuckin hard rock You got shot 'cause you knocked-knocked-knocked Who's there? Another motherfuckin hard rock You got shot 'cause you knocked-knocked-knocked Who's there? Another motherfuckin hard rock [Verse 1: Sha/Tru] If you knock on my door, you better been there before 'Cause for trespassin, you know I got the cure I sleep wit hot lead, and it'll be dawn 'fore dead I'll let my girl go 'fore my gun leaves my bed Every man want heaven, but no man want dead As the Pope once said, 'fore the dread lost his head So I keep my door locked, my gun cold-cocked First nigga that knock, I'm lightin up the whole block Test me not if you don't want to get hot 'Cause I have missing posters filled with all you hard rocks And I suggest, if you don't want to get blessed Just remember to wear your bulletproof vest [Hook: ODB sample] You got shot 'cause you knocked-knocked-knocked Who's there? Another motherfuckin hard rock (BLAOW!) [Verse 2: Tariq/Breeze] It's showdown, brother, high noon, my soul questing Like old Westerns, the low down gonna die soon The Tru-Fake, you gonna fall to rock-bottom When my Glock spot em, then, for you, snake, you gonna crawl Crumbling, messing with me definitely humbling Mumbling mercy, thirsty, I need to hear it I need your spirit decimated, desecrated my core I'm to the extreme, before you do your next scheme Deserve to leave you suffering, you gots to get the payback From her to me, your brother and your brother kid from way back Ain't no shame in your drama, you will be feeling the heat From you stealing my beat down to you gaming my mama Aiming a bomb to finish with you, diminish/split you You done pushed me, shit, I didn't even get to kill that pussy But now I'm 'bout to kill it, fill it, spill it on this pavement Your scream'll satisfy my Wes Craven [Hook: ODB sample] You got shot 'cause you knocked-knocked-knocked Who's there? Another motherfuckin hard rock You got shot 'cause you knocked-knocked-knocked Who's there? Another motherfuckin hard rock [Interlude: Breeze/Tariq] Yo, word is bond son. I'm sayin, niggas, when I see that nigga, yo, that's my word. Shit is gonna be so real for that nigga. Yo, I'm saying! Yo... [Verse 3: Sha/Tru (Breeze/Tariq)] My cream I protect, your dreams I respect My plan, that hard rock shit be snappin at your neck (Ah!) I thirst for beef, hot lead spells relief So play your position, brave nigga, I'm the chief And all that hard rock shit gon get you closer to redrum And reachin for your pistol, I can say that's quite dumb So leave it alone, you've been dethroned That's only if your black ass wanna make it home [Verse 4: Tariq/Breeze] You're getting carried away with pallbearers, twist you While I'm wetting, that be the way it's all clear with Mr. L Gone, black, I'm telling him you was plotting for cheddar To hell wit him, you forgotten, against my contract We could do this like Judas, blast you with your style Mastered it so foul, leave you clueless, like, "Who this?" Karma caught you, kid, I'm fucking sicker than true lies I'ma scorch a nigga, coming thicker with new rides It's hard to live, knowing that you doin the same Knowin about you and your game, let God forgive I won't, see, I don't give a fuck son, I give a buck in gross earning You eating the heat, and my toast burning [Hook: ODB sample] You got shot 'cause you knocked-knocked-knocked Who's there? Another motherfuckin hard rock You got shot 'cause you knocked-knocked-knocked Who's there? Another mother- [*gunshots*]