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

L]
When I cruise through the ghetto I drive
I'm quick to buck a duck and I don't give a about five-oh
A hardcore, life, a chose to tecs
I raw and went to war with the law
My only was a mugshot, slugs for thugs got plot
Hot and swell for selling on the drug spot
G's were clocked, fat were in the sock
And cops who tried to stop shop got when I popped a glock
She was ran right for me and my man
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 ain't the one to get done,
I can adverse my style, cause I'm
Quick to burst a child, I'm living worse than
I two tecs in case your crew flex
I wet up the set in a second and "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 like a snack, you're softer than Jel & Jack
I attack in black with a gat and a hat
On 139 street, X Boulevard
full of hard brothers that's thick and quick to pull a card
I tell effects a beef start
Listen sweetheart, the Big L is street smart
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 this nigga named Randolph
Now he's in a casket, up with his hands crossed
A from L, that's what all pranksters get
Like I'll gank a vic, I'm on real gangster shit
I'm never fucking no handicapped or cripple bitches
Look at my style close and you'll see triple 6's
I committed, I'm a villian, admit it
I'm the to murder you and tell your moms I'm the kid who did it
Peace and love is something that I rhyme about
what you heard, you know what I'm about

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

Finesse]
It's the man with the plush
Some niggas don't like me, but I don't a fuck, though
I'm in command y'all
I'm smacking niggas up like Ricans play handball
I ain't the type
To joke around, I gotta get my motherfucking right
Cause I got the game
the wrong man to invite to a dice game
I'm rolling with no practice
I'm up dough like the motherfuckers owe taxes
I got strategy
I'm rolling trips and making all the brothers mad at me
Word, I'm shit
I'm shitting on niggas like I just had a
Trying to earn props? I the one to see
You clowns'll fuck around and get played like the drum
You gotta find a way
I'll pull card, your file, shit, plus your resume
Cause I play, clown
I get mine, that's why my face stay frown
I don't smile, don't try to pull my
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 that a making dough now
And I'm better, troop
And I'm making more noise than a heavy metal group
I'm a cool man, a brother a smooth plan
That's why I'm more papers than a news stand
So peep it, don't try to run around or it
blank, I keep my whereabouts secret
While niggas are steel, acting ill
I'm on the DL with a female and I'm bills
How I'm living? Everything is
Cause a nigga like me, I'm ringing bells
Without doubt I got
Yo fuck that shit, yo you know what I'm

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

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