^{Intro: Knoc-Turn'al} Now that's cool You know I chill wit ch'all though a little bit Fuck the music I ain't give a fuck about that nigga And he came hittin my weed He came drinkin my Hen' Matter fact if I see him in traffic, even know y'all fuck with him It's on ^{Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al} All lights are on This is for the G in me, let's go (let's go) Would ya party on with me? (get it crackin in this motherfucker) Lights out I'll give you everything you need, and more ^{Verse 1: Ice Cube} On the mic I been a deamon since seamen How you screamin': Oh mama, here come that young O'Sama With that Al-Quaida drama Fuck no It's the Dalai Lama, wit that West World Order Now MC's Bow Down and treat me like Yoda When they catch me in the corner after club Like "nigga whuut", they t'ow up the dub So you can tell Samuel L. I'ma keep ac'in You can even tell that motherfucker Jassie Jackson Pay your child suport, keep your payments up Put a rubber on and don't fuck wit us ^{Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al} All lights are on This is for the G in me, let's go Would ya party all with me? Lights out I'll give you everything you need, and more ^{Verse 2: Mack 10} Mack pull up in the rag, Cevy layed the ass And crumble green on a Zig-Zag and lacein' with hash I keep a 9mm cocked and ready to blast So when the phone jump off a nigga ready to smash I drink my 'gnac out the bottle I don't fuck wit a glass And I ain't sip trippin dog, that's a thing of the past And I stay in good shape so my stamina last And put hands on a motherfucker bout my cash I was a stick up kid, I snatch your chain and dash And if the pawn shop wanted it I bound it fast Or I'm creepin through your window breakin out your glass Then I rob the whole party lookin through a ski-mask, c'mon ^{Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al} All lights are on This is for the G in me, let's go Would ya party all with me? Lights out I'll give you everything you need, and more ^{Verse 3: W.C.} From the land of the Lakers, bird brakers, Impala Peddles While we chop dollars wit those in Supremo's It's the check a hoe, when the cutlass checkin doe So so ghetto Dub let's rep the boat Ball griddy but a crew a hog's wit me And V.I.P. yo from mad dog 20/20 Dub C. chunkin up at 23th And better go still swiss hangin' like a testicle Lick 1, 2 to the nose, my butt was swaz, huh Take my picture, trick my foe's posein' like the heisman I'm burnin' money, tryna slice some in you tummy (what) Leave your panties gummy, have you walkin funny, trick ^{Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al X2} All lights are on This is for the G in me, let's go Would ya party all with me? Lights out I'll give you everything you need, and more ^{Female Sings} Ooooo...Lights Out Ooooo...Lights Out Ooooo...Lights Out