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Niggaz Know

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These niggaz know[Verse 1]

Armed and dangerous, call the law

Stick to the script, no audible

Country ass nigga with a Audemars

Can't spell the shit but I order more

French hoes treat me like Charles De Gualle

Get good head on the autobahn

Hit hood hoes out in Baltimore

Pack the shows like wall to wall, my God

Five steps like Dru Hill

Came home from the first tour, with

Bad credit and a school bill

Middle finger to the bursar

Finally famous but

Ain't too much really changed with us

Straight up weed no angel dust

Label us notorious, that was 9-7

Saw my old teacher and she asked how I'm living

You ain't know my shit dropped bitch? 9-11

Getting more hoes than that nigga John Legend

Getting more hoes than that nigga John Legend

Nigga you should too, if you knew

What this game would do to you

Look at all the bullshit I been through

Better me than you[Bridge]

I must confess, I copped the chains

I hit the club, I made it rain

I hit the road, I made a name

I came on home, I ain't the same

I ain't the same

I ain't the same[Hook]

Made a mil' off the flow make sure these niggaz know

Made a mil' off the flow make sure these niggaz know[Verse 2]

Yeah,

These niggaz know, boo-ya nigga

Came through the door like who ya'll niggaz?

Stole a nigga flow I could sue ya'll niggaz

Better yet put a hot one through ya'll niggaz

Nah, let me stop fronting for ya'll niggaz

But, don't let the college head fool ya'll niggaz

Ain't the hardest nigga in the land

But a grown ass man and I will step to ya'll niggaz

Like what's the problem?

Ain't getting paper nigga here's a loan

My shit long, need a hair salon

Get a cut, shut the fuck up

And wipe ya face with my money til' ya tears is gone

No cryin' ass, lyin' ass

Can't afford the wipe but you buying ass

This Fresh Prince nigga I ain't Jazz

Fucked yo bitch nigga I ain't ask

She pitched it to me like Sosa (Oh God)

What the fuck was I spose' do?

Deny that rather try that, but I never fly that

Keep ho's bi-coastal

And they buy postals, ain't shit for free

Dick the only thing that they get from me

Sit VIP, get a sip for free

Later on she be sipping me, literally

Picture me at the tip-top

With ya bitch lip-locked on my dick while my shit drop

Nigga this Big, this Pac

Minus six shots but its still this hot

Thirty grand and that's just for the wristwatch

Hate to brag but backpacking, that's hip-hop

Write my life and make sure that the script hot

And pray the kids watch, if not

These niggaz know

If not these niggaz know[Bridge Repeat 2x]

I must confess, I copped the chains

I hit the club, I made it rain

I hit the road, I made a name

I came on home, I ain't the same

I ain't the same

I ain't the same[Hook]

Made a mil' off the flow make sure these niggaz know

Made a mil' off the flow make sure these niggaz know

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