Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let These Niggaz Know, artist - Billionaire BurkeDate of issue: 29.08.2019
Song language: English
Let These Niggaz Know |
| Uh, uh |
| Uh, uh, uh |
| Oh yeah |
| Uh, uh-uh |
| Uh, uh-uh |
| Uh, uh-uh |
| Now get 'em |
| Oh yeah |
| Oh yeah, uh-uh |
| Oh yeah, uh-uh |
| Oh yeah, uh-uh, oh yeah |
| Oh yeah, uh-uh |
| Oh yeah |
| I remember I’m the one that y’all was hatin' on (Yeah) |
| Now your baby mama always play my song |
| 20 thousand in the crowd and they sing along (Sing my shit) |
| I’m the chosen one, I had to prove 'em wrong (Yeah) |
| Now they got 'em— |
| Had to let them niggas know (Had to let 'em now) |
| Ain’t a motherfuckin' joke |
| Now I call 'em like— |
| Came from nothin', I was broke (Yeah) |
| Felonies from sellin' dope |
| Time to give you fuck niggas all a wake-up call (Wake up, nigga) |
| I ain’t the one you niggas should be sleepin' on (Sleepin', sleepin') |
| Had to hustle, bitch, I hustle 'til the reaper call (Reaper) |
| Where I’m from, you either ballin' or you leachin' off (Yeah) |
| Remember lil' dirty nigga from the East, I wasn’t tryna get it up |
| Nights I didn’t eat, I fell asleep and woke up on the bus |
| My mama put me out, she turned her back so I turned to the drugs |
| First I sold some soap, then sold some dope, then I became the plug |
| Bitch, look at me, I can front your man a ki' |
| I mixed a brick with some drip and made a recipe |
| Fuck these haters, fuck these hoes, fuck bein' broke |
| Man, motherfuck that shit twice and let these niggas know |
| I remember I’m the one that y’all was hatin' on (Hatin', hatin') |
| Now your baby mama always play my song (Baby) |
| 20 thousand in the crowd and they sing along (Sing my shit) |
| I’m the chosen one, I had to prove 'em wrong (Make 'em wrong) |
| Now they got 'em— |
| Had to let them niggas know (Bet they know now) |
| Ain’t a motherfuckin' joke |
| Now I call 'em like— |
| Came from nothin', I was broke |
| Felonies from sellin' dope |
| Broke niggas what these hoes used to call the boy |
| Dope dealin' had these hoes all up on your boy |
| I’m a stunna, I’m one hunna, I make all the noise |
| Anything under 50, you can’t call a toy |
| Nah, nigga, you can’t call it a toy (Yeah) |
| I was made for this, thank you Lord, you made me rich |
| Had to put in all the work but Lord knows that I prayed for this |
| Had to cut off some fake friends, they was doin' hatin' shit |
| Now these hoes all on my dick, I guess now I’m they favorite |
| Told my niggas we gon' make it, this is just delays |
| Riques lost his crib, I lost some packs and had to pawn my chains |
| I told him we gon' laugh about that shit on private planes |
| Now every day a nigga wake up like a holiday |
| I remember I’m the one that y’all was hatin' on (Hatin', yeah) |
| Now your baby mama always play my song |
| 20 thousand in the crowd and they sing along (Make 'em sing) |
| I’m the chosen one, I had to prove 'em wrong |
| Now they got 'em— |
| Had to let them niggas know (Bet they know now) |
| Ain’t a motherfuckin' joke |
| Now I call 'em like— |
| Came from nothin', I was broke (Uh, uh) |
| Felonies from sellin' dope |