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[Intro: Knoc-Turn'al] Yes I'm a do me I'm a do me You gon' do you You gon' do you I'm a do me I'm a do me (yes) You gon' do you You gon' do you I'm a do me I'm a do me [Verse 1: Knoc-Turn'al] I'm the most underrated rapper of all time So why do you accept those that bite my rhymes? Me and Eminem ride for D-R-E (Dr. Dre) Me and X (Xzibit) was in the club bout to blast off heat Quik (DJ) told me to be all I can be Nate (Dogg) is my "Dogg" him and Warren G They recognize the Ridah in the driver's seat An even 50 Cent said he'll ride for me (ah, get em) We somethin' like Gangsta Rap cousins On my daughter I'm a die for I let you touch em You know I like livin' Enjoyin' myself and I ain't bullshittin' Letras de cancionesYou don't move me wit fat mouth and lippin' And you don't want to see me out of retirement trippin' I got a lot to live for And I'd be damned if I change one bit I like the way I am You understand? [Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al] Put your hands up, come off them grams I ain't trippin' that's the way I am (the way I am) And if you see me wit heat in my hand You better duck, that's the way I am (the way I am) I can't believe you got up in them pants Sexy lady, go on, do that dance Come on over when you sick of ya man And we can chill, that's the way I am (the way I am) [Hook: Knoc-Turn'al] I don't know that girl, I just met her Sippin' on sour Amoretta She gon' do her thing if I let her (yes!) But I'm a bounce cause her friend looks better I like the way she notice me I like the way she got herself in V.I.P If she sees K-N-O-C She gon' chill and wait out front for me [Verse 2: Knoc-Turn'al] Who do you know that rides for the Coast With a new breed and style of Rap like me? I had the patience to study the game Dr. Dre made two Chronics and this is Chronic III I make classic hits and buy classic cars And see classic hoes at classic bars Knoc just stepped in the spot and the "girls all pause" Magic stick , I break down walls Got my heat if some shit jumps off Really, you steppin' to me is a lost cause Party animal, here since a 1/4 to 10:00 Baby face, 6'2" wit a L.A. brim I got Shell-Toes on - I don't wear them Timbs Got hoes, got weed, and a gallon of Gin Ain't no tellin' what I might get in The first night, do it right, I'm a do it again Come on [Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al] [Knoc-Turn'al talking] You know where we be, in the club Come find me, I ain't trippin' Air is free, so what ever you wanna do For real though Huh, it's just the way I am [Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al] From Letras Mania