Lyrics:
My nigga get work Ima box out Too much clientele the stock out We ballin all summer no lockout My nigga been swipin the fox out I hang around
I don't got it he get knocked out (Knock these niggas out) I started off from the lockout (Bow) Shooter with me, nigga, watch out (Bow, bow, bow, bow)
Catch these hands no lockout Can't you see I'm trying to pop out One, Two, Three that's knockout Hit the ground & now it's lights out Release
Don't nobody move ya body, it's a lockout So everybody join da party Stack my chips, make dem hits and I can tell that y'all love my shit And got my
of a split-screen CRT Now the summer's almost over There's so much left to do Time moves way too fast for me Energy swords on Lockout is where I'll be Time slips
turn down for me one time Where the fuck we at y'all? You already know what the fucks going on Waterboy Lockout With the floods, go sock out Diamonds
home, the doors is all locked up Don't nobody move ya body, it's a lockout So everybody join da party Stack my chips, make dem hits and I can tell
Scream our hearts out Until my lungs fail Refuse this lockout Behind your dark veil Regret The pain was through it all Again My breathing seems
knife, steel toe boots for the knockout Mosh out, no love, it's a lockout Guitar turned up real loud, fuckin' rock out Bring the chalk out, fast with
the mop out (mop out) 24/7 I'm putting in the work, too early to clock out (clock out) The studio on lockout (lockout), studio on lockdown (lockdown)
of the boys/bores gotta get me out of this 'cause my head is swimming & now you're all upset help me out of the gutter 'cause it's still before lockout, and i know
on court like a lockout Gang, gang, gang, gang 5 star shooters on court like a lockout like Gang, gang, gang 5 star shooters on court like a lockout like
distortion Way in way out Fear the lockout Way in way out Feel the blackout Sifting thru a junkyard after dark Surviving on an instinct right off the mark
distortion Way in way out Fear the lockout Way in way out Feel the blackout Sifting thru a junkyard after dark Surviving on an instinct right off the mark
of this There's no other ways to describe this This is the lockout the final countdown Before you get send to g's with ease Ayyy Riff Raff We're coming
Yea See ya They coming with the jab and it's a knockout I don't like the rules we need a lockout If you don't go along they tell you clock out They
Backwood to the face man I'm finna knock out Yeah you working but I'm getting money, i don't clock out Cut the bitch off everywhere, it's a lockout
in his house, it's a lockout Dumbass bitch out of school, he a dropout We waiting out your job, you better clock out I'm finna scam your Lil' bro, be
fancy words you told her Were not enough to hold her Make way for a better man than you I guess you're in your lockout You came to back and struck
with Anna Front row at Oscar de la Renta, posture Ain't a bitch that could do it, not even my impostor Put these bitches on lockout, where the fuck is
ready for the lockout? Can you conjure up a lockout? In between heads it's hard to say To all the ones who rule the day Between your eyes it's hard
Lockout the world until it understands me They don't understand me some say I could Live a life that's good and for Once I wish I could I never have time
to the stockade The sweat drips form my brow No one keeps a lockout, oh no! The rabble owns it now 'Silver' tries to shield me The 'Black spot' comes again He
a damn what fancy car ya hop out Shut down your game like the NBA lockout You betta watch out, I'm 'bout to black on niggas Like I'm blowing a sax,
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