Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song You Know Me , by - Lil' 1/2 Dead. Release date: 31.12.1993
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
You Know Me |
| Who am I? |
| (radio skit: Lil' nigga ½ dead |
| You know who I am, you know my motherfucking name |
| Long Beach is the city, Dogg Pound the game |
| ½ Dead steppin' true the do' |
| With a 4−4 |
| Everybody get faced down on the fucking flo' |
| And yo |
| Give up your do' |
| And um, give up your ho' |
| And give me the keys the that motherfucking 6−4 |
| Hittin' swithces, bitches all on my nuts |
| Cause I drops nuttin' but funky cuts |
| Shuts |
| I don’t know why, I be so fly |
| Way up in the sky till the day I die |
| I, ain’t doing nuttin' but straight clownin' |
| Rollin' true your hood, Eastside Dogg Poundin' |
| And I don’t give a fuck about a nigga |
| Cause every single day my game grows bigger |
| And um, if a nigga really wanna show me |
| He better hurry up and act like he know me |
| Because |
| I’m coming from the Eastside of the ocean |
| With the macrobiotic lotion |
| Now let me see your hands in the air with some motion |
| Movin' up straight from left to right |
| Cause we gon' rock this fucking party like all night (ooooh weeee) |
| Cause I don’t give a fuck about a punk ass cop |
| I shoot him in his knees and watch his bitch ass drop |
| To the ground, the Pound is my gang |
| I told ya |
| Now I gotta fold ya, scold ya and ??? |
| ya |
| And what you wanna trust ya punk |
| You got stomp by H-D dog in his dead ass trunk (dead ass nigga) |
| And that’s how it goed and that’s how it be |
| Don’t fuck with a nigga from the LBC (nigga) |
| Cause you can ??? |
| with this mental |
| And thrown a park fucking with a BG with a gang of hard (nigga) |
| So sit down befor you get smacked |
| Bitch ass nigga |
| You know where my hard is at |
| Because |
| Like the I says make him say it again |
| Cause it’s the weedpin and it’ll drop of gin |
| And juice, get my caps l loose |
| Fuck a gang trues |
| And I’ll re-produce |
| Some mo' gangsta shit for your monkey ass |
| And niggas will be asking me how it will be so damn fast |
| But I don’t tell 'em shit |
| I let 'em pay for his nuts |
| Cause like I said I drops nuttin' but funky cuts |
| And all you hookers and ho’s |
| All lickin' my fingers |
| So could you please back up and give me my space? |
| Huh, cause I, gots to drop this gangsta shit |
| And if you to close |
| Then pussy you’ll get hit like all in yo' mouth |
| No doubt |
| ½ Dead is in the house in the Pound, in the back |
| Ready to get yo' punk ass out, fool |
| So back up and drink ya drink, punk |
| Nigga, befor I have to make you for your dank |
| And um |
| Yea, yea, yea, yea |
| Lil' ½ Dead |
| Yea |
| For the motherfucking 199-flo |
| And ya don’t stop, fool |
| Yea |