Vietnam lyrics

[Intro: Bg Knocc Out]

Ha-ha
It's going down baby
Executive Entertainment
Rearranging sh*t
Big jess
My n*gga out there, Chris
My producer Chris
Head out n*gga
Ha-Ha

[Verse 1: Bg Knocc Out]

Stepped out dressed in all black
With a fat sack to make a killing
Player haters step back strap with a gat like Matt Dillon
I roll with cap peelers and n*ggas that stack millions
We all on point
Motherf*ckers harm civilians
And kill when, motherf*ckers try to stop mine
Cut him up with steak knifes
Put his head on the stop sign
45's and Glock nine's, miniture AK-47's
n*gga, you better hope that there's a ghetto up in heaven
And while you gone
A n*gga like me chillin up at your spot
With your b*tch
Straight up getting head, booty and c*ck
It don't stop
Baby gangsta knock knock from the block
On patrol, with the Calico 100
Stocked up and rocked at your moms crib
You ain't know? Motherf*cker that's how I live
Cos something's gotta give in this cold world
They say you weak what you saw
But I was taught, if you can't beat them
You best finish to