| Ya see, where I’m from, it’s mainly all about…
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| Pimpin' and hoin' Thug Passion rock
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| I let’s em' know when I hit the door
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| I ain’t funny bout my money, what they hittin' for
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| Young buck stop smilin' ain’t nothin' funny bro
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| Ya best drop off that cash or get that ass choked
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| Cause this here, be some real Dirty South shit
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| Young chick quick to pump his little wig quick
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| Known to infiltrate and get him for his cash quick
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| And leave him asshole naked with his dick hard, can’t fuck shit
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| That buck shit I be doin' got these niggas pursuin'
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| But they can’t understand this pimp shit that madam be doin'
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| Like puttin' these streaks on the house like lil' dirty hoes
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| Make him shake his ass for cash and come up outta his clothes
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| Oh, don’t act surprised like the heat here you wrote
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| Cause you know those hoes, those hoes, cause you a dirty ho
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| So pay what chu' weigh and drop it off nigga
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| They don’t cop and mouth for nothin' so shit how you figure
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| I let em' know
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| I let em' know before they hit the door
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| Ain’t nothin' funny cause I’m all about my money ho, and that’s for sho'
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| (I let em' know before they hit this shit)
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| (Don't play no games cause I’m all about that money trick)
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| (It ain’t no thang)
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| You bitches gotta drop it off, that’s for reala
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| Strictly pimpin' and ya slappin' me all about the scrilla
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| Now how the fuck you figure
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| I’m the nigga hit the club, shake that ass
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| Break a trick, make that cash
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| Bring it home and give it all to daddy
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| The next morning hit the sharp Vogues on the Caddy
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| Rock a big bullet diamond, that’s how it goes black
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| Make a livin' strictly pimpin' on these hoes black
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| You niggas need to drop it off ya ass
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| Ain’t no need in gettin' mad, just give up the cash
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| You came around ba-ballin' and flossin' cause yo pockets thick
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| Then got mad cause a bitch done ganked you outta yo shit
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| Don’t get mad at me, playa hate the game
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| I’m just makin' ends meet and declinin' my name
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| So back up, niggas can’t keep uo cause you is lame
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| And when you swing my way keep it real, don’t play no motherfuckin' game
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| I like to collect my ends then hit the Benz
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| And after I’m finished I let my niggas come and get in
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| That’s when I know for sho' that you’s a ho
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| You been through them niggas, comin' and goin' hit the back door
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| I’m a mack ho and I’m all about the cheddar
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| Quick to break a bitch and I’m gon' be in the game forever
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| And never will I ever let a ho break me
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| As fine as Lil' Kim is, she couldn’t cake me
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| She could only take me to the mall and get me fresh
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| Put diamonds in my mouth, on my ears, and on my chest
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| I can’t rest, I stay at a ho 24−7
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| I keep it P.I. |
| that’s what my pimp friends yellin'
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| Ain’t no tellin' bout these bitches, goin' off in this game
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| They change but these die hard niggas gon' stay the same
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| And remain on top of thangs and train those who lame
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| Shit I keep it real in this motherfuckin' game |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Let 'Em Know, artist - Gangsta Pat. Album song Tear Yo Club Down, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп