Luyện nghe bài hát You Know What I'm About (Original Version)

L]
When I cruise through the ghetto I slow
I'm quick to buck a duck and I don't give a fuck about
A hardcore, life, a chose to tecs
I live raw and went to war the law
My picture was a mugshot, slugs for thugs got plot
Hot and for selling hops on the drug spot
G's clocked, fat knots were in the sock
And cops who tried to shop got knocked when I popped a glock
She was ran right for me and my man
Cause I choose to use a gun don't that I can't fight
Cause we can put the down and go one round
With the hands my man, I the one to get done, clown
I can adverse my style, I'm versatile
Quick to burst a child, I'm living worse than
I pack two tecs in case your crew
I wet up the set in a and yell "Who's next?"
To feel the wrath of a psychopath, it up like Shaft
your staff into a bloodbath then laugh
You'll get smashed a deli snack, you're softer than Jel & Jack
I attack in black a gat and a skully hat
On 139 street, X Boulevard
It's full of hard that's thick and quick to pull a card
I tell effects when a beef
here sweetheart, the Big L is street smart
I fucked up send they crews up, make 'em get a up
For who refuse, I squeeze the uz and light them fools up
I had beef with this named Randolph
Now he's in a casket, up with his hands crossed
A beatdown L, that's what all pranksters get
Like I'll gank a vic, I'm on some real gangster
I'm never fucking with no handicapped or cripple
Look at my style real close and see triple 6's
Crimes I committed, I'm a villian, it
I'm the type to you and tell your moms I'm the kid who did it
Peace and love is something that I don't rhyme
what you heard, you know what I'm about

Knocking off, knocking niggas out
niggas off, knocking niggas out
Knocking niggas off, knocking out
niggas off, you know what I'm about (Repeat 2x)

[Lord
It's the man with the flow
Some niggas don't like me, but I don't a fuck, though
Cause I'm in y'all
I'm smacking niggas up like Puerto Ricans play
I ain't the funny
To joke around, I gotta get my motherfucking money
I got the right game
Definitely the wrong man to invite to a dice
I'm rolling numbers no practice
I'm snatching up dough like the owe taxes
I got strategy
I'm rolling headcrack trips and making all the mad at me
Word, I'm taxing
I'm shitting on niggas I just had a laxitive
Trying to earn props? I the one to see
You clowns'll fuck around and get like the drum machine
You gotta a better way
pull your card, your file, shit, plus your resume
Cause I play, clown
I gotta get mine, why my face stay frown
I smile, don't try to pull my file
I lay ass like towel, you know my motherfucking style
So slow down cause y'all can't throw down
can't accept that a nigga's making dough now
And I'm better, troop
And I'm more noise than a fucking heavy metal group
I'm a cool man, a brother with a smooth
why I'm seeing more papers than a news stand
So peep it, don't try to run or speak it
blank, I keep my whereabouts secret
While are packing steel, acting ill
I'm on the DL a female and I'm stacking bills
How I'm Everything is well
Cause a like me, well I'm ringing bells
Without doubt I got
Yo fuck that shit, yo you know what I'm

Knocking niggas off, knocking out
Knocking niggas off, niggas out
niggas off, knocking niggas out
Knocking niggas off, you know what I'm (Repeat 2x)

L]
Word, you definite know what I'm
Go get your steel and guard you grill, you niggas
I ain't it for '92, niggas, word 'em up