[Intro]
Yeah
Police knockin' on doors
Wanna know who’s lettin' that go
They know who, we know who
I guess if you know, you know
You can pick a park, if you don't show up
We’re bringin' smoke to your home
We lit it up like Christmas
Yeah
[Chorus]
Police knockin' on doors
Wanna know who's lettin' that go
They know who, we know who
I guess, if you know, you know
You can pick a park, if you don't show up
We're bringin' smoke to your home
We lit it up like Christmas
Ho! Ho! Ho!
[Verse 1: Hooligan Hefs]
They say I’m mad ’cause I'm trigger-happy
Not into the chatting, I’m doin' the addy
Can't say too much, I'll run out of luck
Then I’m back again in that paddy
What's the score? Add a tally
Your poor mum's next, your dad is
No love 'round here, not Cali
I swear I'll bag 'em up, no saddie (Zip)
Grew up with the older, no doubt
I'll go to war with your oldest
I was hopping out the Holden
Big bitch need two hands to hold it
Every problem, we solved it
Emptied the clip and they bolted
I've got straps without holsters
My trackies keep that from jolting
Mr Shoot 'n' Score
FPO still run that ball
No chit or chat or tit for tat
We're turnin' them to informs
You can pick a park, if you don't show up
We are bringin' smoke to your door (Knock, knock)
You can pick a park, if you don't show up
We are bringin' smoke to your door (Pussy)
See, I done time for that big bitch
Don't talk to me about triggers
Don't try bridge up, 'cause trust
We are well known for burning bridges
Try your luck, you get lifted (Argh)
Skinny had the long distance (Fuck)
Every drama we've been through
None of them dogs went the distance, nah
Yeah
Police knockin' on doors
Wanna know who’s lettin' that go
They know who, we know who
I guess if you know, you know
You can pick a park, if you don't show up
We’re bringin' smoke to your home
We lit it up like Christmas
Yeah
[Chorus]
Police knockin' on doors
Wanna know who's lettin' that go
They know who, we know who
I guess, if you know, you know
You can pick a park, if you don't show up
We're bringin' smoke to your home
We lit it up like Christmas
Ho! Ho! Ho!
[Verse 1: Hooligan Hefs]
They say I’m mad ’cause I'm trigger-happy
Not into the chatting, I’m doin' the addy
Can't say too much, I'll run out of luck
Then I’m back again in that paddy
What's the score? Add a tally
Your poor mum's next, your dad is
No love 'round here, not Cali
I swear I'll bag 'em up, no saddie (Zip)
Grew up with the older, no doubt
I'll go to war with your oldest
I was hopping out the Holden
Big bitch need two hands to hold it
Every problem, we solved it
Emptied the clip and they bolted
I've got straps without holsters
My trackies keep that from jolting
Mr Shoot 'n' Score
FPO still run that ball
No chit or chat or tit for tat
We're turnin' them to informs
You can pick a park, if you don't show up
We are bringin' smoke to your door (Knock, knock)
You can pick a park, if you don't show up
We are bringin' smoke to your door (Pussy)
See, I done time for that big bitch
Don't talk to me about triggers
Don't try bridge up, 'cause trust
We are well known for burning bridges
Try your luck, you get lifted (Argh)
Skinny had the long distance (Fuck)
Every drama we've been through
None of them dogs went the distance, nah
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