| Guess who’s back, the motherfucker with tha criminal tactics
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| and fully automatics, the nigga that could sing it or rap it
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| got a nine in my jacket and imma blast if i gotta god dammit,
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| the mode is now panic
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| You see how they scatter, when i pull up in my cadi
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| and when i handle the matter niggas talkin behind my back
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| with all the envious chatter but when a motherfucker clash wit’em
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| Haters rap eh nigga fuck dat buck dat nigga wit a pump
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| 9 milimeter jump’em if you want, we love’em
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| And since a nigga rap wit the nation i got a couple a cases already
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| I aint givin' a fuck about tha popo, so tell’em come on
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| And then i’ll pop n then i’ll blast at ya,
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| Its about to be a motherfuckin massacre
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| To the ti pap pap, nigga rap ya up
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| And take my black ass right back to Africa
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| Exile, another nigga in the X-File
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| Nigga try to catch me next time
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| Until then, ya feel the Tech Nine
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| Now you in here with the rest fryin'
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| And thought a motherfucker just rhyme
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| Who a fool wit gun (Yall aint know?)
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| I’m a motherfuckin thug (Yall aint know?)
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| I’m about to set it down (Yall aint know?)
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| Leathaface dont fuck around (Yall aint know?)
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| You think a nigga giva fuck about bussin' a nigga?
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| You really think you wanna come and fuck wit me nigga?
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| I got a gun that said you gon come this way,
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| Yall mothafuckas is really tryin' to fuck wit kray
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| Niggas rappin' usin' my motherfuckin flow
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| Wanna talk about the thugs? |
| But niggas is soundin' just like us?
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| You motherfuckin' punk nigga get off my nuts,
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| And tell ya bitch to commit, nigga say somethin' what
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| They wanna know if i’m still krayzie,
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| Claim Bone thuggin', I’m still down with Layzie
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| Bizzy in the pitchin' to clear your fuckin' vision
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| Wish still in here always been here
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| Nigga don’t make me break Flesh out
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| My nigga come through this bitch, a straight wreckhouse
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| And niggas say we fell off, but i don’t think so
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| Too many otha niggas stuck on this floor
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| So come on (so come on)
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| Who a fool wit gun (Yall aint know?)
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| I’m a motherfuckin thug (Yall aint know?)
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| I’m about to set it down (Yall aint know?)
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| Leathaface dont fuck around (Yall aint know?)
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| I’m madder than a motherfucker man
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| These record companies, you think a motherfuckers playin'
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| Yall bitches gon' keep fuckin' around,
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| And have a nigga come down there and BUST YO ASS
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| Snatch snatch off the wall breakin' glass
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| Where’s the cash? |
| Nigga fuck a contract, where’s the cash?
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| Nigga you’ll need to gimme half of mine,
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| Or i’m a blast and the whole fuckin' stash is mine,
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| So wussup nigga what you will need to do?
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| Die for the paper, or make it back later?
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| Cause i done went Krayzie and I wont hesitate to spray
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| Cause the babies need food on the plate (Don't play)
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| Man i fuckin' run i never get to retire,
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| I’mma be strugglin' until my life expire,
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| That’s the way it is man don’t ask me why
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| That’s why i gotta get mine right now, why i’m a lie?
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| -until fade-
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| Who a fool wit gun (Yall aint know?)
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| I’m a motherfuckin thug (Yall aint know?)
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| I’m about to set it down (Yall aint know?)
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| Leathaface dont fuck around (Yall aint know?) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Y'all Aint Know , by - Krayzie Bone. Song from the album Behind the Harmony, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп