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

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When I cruise through the ghetto I slow
I'm quick to buck a duck and I don't give a fuck five-oh
A hardcore, life, a chose to therefore
I live raw and went to war the law
My only was a mugshot, slugs for thugs got plot
Hot and swell for hops 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 right for me and my man
Cause I choose to use a gun mean that I can't fight
we can put the guns down and go one round
With the my man, I ain't 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 in case your crew flex
I wet up the set in a and yell "Who's next?"
To the wrath of a psychopath, shoots it up like Shaft
Turn staff into a bloodbath then laugh
You'll get smashed a deli snack, you're softer 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 thick and to pull a card
I effects when a beef start
Listen here sweetheart, the Big L is street
I fucked up they crews up, make 'em get a juice up
For those who refuse, I squeeze the uz and them fools up
I had with this nigga named Randolph
Now he's in a casket, dressed up with his crossed
A from L, that's what all pranksters get
I'll gank a vic, I'm on some real gangster shit
I'm never fucking with no handicapped or bitches
Look at my real close and you'll 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
and love is something that I don't rhyme about
Fuck what you heard, you know I'm about

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

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

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

L]
Word, you know what I'm about
Go get steel and guard you grill, you bitch-ass niggas
I ain't having it for '92, niggas, 'em up