WC - You Know Me (feat. Ice Cube & Young Maylay) | Текст песни

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• You Know Me (feat. Ice Cube & Young Maylay)

I roll my good up, In my Khakies
Throw my hood up, keep it OG
You know me mayne, I got the hood with me,
I got the hood with me.
But these bitches get this money,
Got my thang out, keep it on me, you know me mayne.
I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me.

[WC]

Dub-Cuda, Lick can i get robbin'
over here we the headbangers like the hit squad..
all chrome with the raw flow, shake up the audience
like mike vick walking in the dogg show,
like giraffe dicks standing tall over ya'll...hangin' with killaz
like suspenders on overalls,crackin bottles
swaging n aiming hollows when niggaz n solitary confinement
to the game macho..Clack clock nigga keep my shit cocked
Don't fuck with me ya'll i'm in the zone like a zip lock.
Stay G'd up, out to get my green up.
Blue Chevy,counting bags of money like a brink truck
guaranteed at least slangin sticks like shina e
Bad bitch on my side, ass like Alicia Keys,feel the breeze
don't retire nicky please..on the 110 with my dickies to
my knees...

[Chorus]

I roll my good up, In my Khakies
Throw my hood up, keep it OG
You know me mayne, I got the hood with me,
I got the hood with me.
But these bitches get this money,
Got my thang out, keep it on me, you know me mayne.
I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me.

[Maylay]

Breath of fresh air,yes,yes it's Maylay nigga, Big Swang
And I came with the Connect Gang members, and uhh
It ain't bright if we ain't light,
they aint shit nigga he ain't tight,
You got it fucked up.
It's all or nothin',we brawl n bust'em,
Till they put me in the coffin of the car and I'm coffed in.
And to my next opponent, don't even rest a moment
I'm so West! (Hell Yes!)with no extra's on it.
L.A. Dodgers, AK,Choppers and the kids hit the graves
way before they momma's ( That's a shame ! )
So I rep the hat, yeah you can bet ya that
Capital CA mayne,and check the Tat
Recognise why the realist niggaz give it up
Weather they be Crip or Blood, and the one the women love.
Angelino..but she's only repect by niggaz run from green coats n don't testify.

[Chorus]

I roll my good up, In my Khakies
Throw my hood up, keep it OG
You know me mayne, I got the hood with me,
I got the hood with me.
But these bitches get this money,
Got my thang out, keep it on me, you know me mayne.
I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me.

[Ice Cube]

Now I'm an old nigga on the Porche, way to bigg,
It's a shame how this nigga influensed them kids.
Got 'em out there hustlin' and doin' the shit.
And he don't do shit but sit and scratch on his dick
And it's not good that the hood is under a spell
It's wonder why this nigga ain't under the jail,
Why they treat this motherfucka like the wizard of oz
Cause I know what's happening like re-run and rogg
I'm a captain,yep the head nigga in charge,
pull Air Force One, up out the garage,
I'm the grand puba You're part of lodge.
You mortals better pay, respect to the Gods.
You can cuss more, I'm Mount Rushmore,
Now you can sell more, You still Al Gore
Nigga I'm the president, you're just a resident,
In my Gangsta world, and you late with the fucking rent!

[Chorus]

(Pay Your Tide Nigga !)