Luyện nghe bài hát They Know

Yeah, this beat was created in the Hamptons
And dropped in Manhattan, Bad Boy's the
Time Shock, the man
Wit Chopper from Miami to New

Chopper the nigga, Freddy P
Who want war wit 'em? Take a wit 'em
Get your back the wall wit 'em
City let 'em know!

Man I believe in gettin' rich or die
Niggaz is [Incomprehensible] and I'm a like ninja stroll
It nothin', I can show you how to pimp a ho
And if you it, you can get it nigga, friend of foe

I keeps the mac low
Itchy for somethin' to crack so I can snap like grillin' fo'?
Shit, I keeps it man, you know how I do's it
I a kite that's my definition of stickin' and movin'

What you know about shoot for half an hour?
If you don't, you niggaz is jive and act as
You 'bouta witness City reach till it's massive
man, I can get you niggaz wacked in showers

I'm well known for what I do, but fiends call me Captain
If you want it you can on Chopper
Fetti is somethin' ya boy desire
I keep the metal the color is copper

I keeps it
You can ask my niggaz 'cause they know, know
I'ma hustler that 'bout pesos, pesos
If you wit me let them keys blow, keys blow
Throw 'em up and let ya hang low now

You can ask my niggaz they know, they know
I'ma that 'bout them pesos pesos
If you wit me let them keys blow, keys blow
Throw 'em up and let ya hang low now

I love the haters I feed of they energy
I'm in the business as the muthafucker
On the roof who Kennedy waitin' for sinners and
They see the glory and
You know the story 'bout the boy with a

He did things like kill and stole Kane
The hood got lanes, life, death, or entertain
Now the life in that box is the D-word
In that house by the lake wit the is the Keyword

Fuck it, if he work and she work Da
We on P.D.'s nerves
Man we probably gon' when he hear these words
But it, I love that nigga, he the reason we hurr

If it wasn't for him, I'd be to see dirt
Now Lil F.P. and me, we see
'em fuck it the windows is tinted, so we splurge
Wit niggaz treat me like Jerry and do Steve's work

I it gangsta
You can ask my 'cause they know, they know
I'ma hustler that 'bout pesos, pesos
If you wit me then let them blow, keys blow
Throw 'em up and let ya hang low now

You can ask my niggaz 'cause they know, they
I'ma hustler that them pesos, pesos
If you wit me then let them keys blow, keys
Throw 'em up and let ya hang low now

All I do is chill and blind hoe wit a grill
Smoke, grind and count dough by the mill's
That's real, I ride the wheels till' fall off
Sittin' wit a sawed-off ready to blow a arm off

Oh, Lord, you don't want no wit dude
I'm out that Band, so you now the boy-band
I ya crew then ride out then head to the hideout
I stay wit them out to clear the whole block out

Now they say, "Fred you to chill"
I been a Bad Boy way Martin of Will
I'm somewhere parked on a hill on the south of Germany
That's what the game has earned me supportin' my

And them girls like Freddy, you to stop
How I through like Griffin and made Cleveland hot
How get up on the floor and make it breathe and stop
Q-Tip, get in her ear and I bet she get in my drop

I keeps it
You can ask my niggaz they know, they know
hustler that 'bout them pesos, pesos
If you wit me then let keys blow, keys blow
Throw 'em up and let ya nuts low now

You can ask my niggaz they know, they know
I'ma hustler that 'bout pesos, pesos
If you wit me then let them blow, keys blow
Throw 'em up and let ya nuts low now

We south side riders
C'mon, c'mon, out
Huh? Now what cha say Peezay
C'mon, c'mon, out, watch out
C'mon, c'mon, out, c'mon, c'mon
Get down, get down, c'mon, out

I that shit, yeah, boi!
I'm tellin' you whoa, I'm tellin',
Aight, I gon' talk