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

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When I through the ghetto I drive slow
I'm quick to buck a duck and I don't give a fuck about
A hardcore, life, a chose to therefore
I live raw and went to war the law
My only picture was a mugshot, slugs for thugs got
Hot and swell for selling on the drug spot
G's were clocked, fat knots in the sock
And cops who tried to stop shop got knocked when I a glock
She was ran for me and my man Mike
Cause I choose to use a gun don't mean that I fight
Cause we can put the guns down and go one
With the hands my man, I the one to get done, clown
I can my style, cause I'm versatile
Quick to burst a child, I'm living worse than
I pack two tecs in case crew flex
I wet up the set in a and yell "Who's next?"
To feel the wrath of a psychopath, it up like Shaft
Turn your staff into a then laugh
You'll get smashed like a deli snack, you're than Jel & Jack
I attack in black with a gat and a hat
On 139 street, X Boulevard
It's full of hard brothers that's and quick to pull a card
I effects when a beef start
Listen here sweetheart, the Big L is street
I fucked up send they crews up, 'em get a juice up
For those who refuse, I squeeze the uz and them fools up
I had beef with nigga named Randolph
Now in a casket, dressed 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 or cripple bitches
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 about
Fuck you heard, you know what I'm about

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

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

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

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Word, you know what I'm about
Go get your steel and guard you grill, you niggas
I having it for '92, niggas, word 'em up