Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song U Know Bleek, artist - Memphis Bleek.
Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Song language: English
U Know Bleek |
Yea. |
serious shit. |
Aiyyo, this time its for my family, we ride or die |
Its in the blood til the death, now aim for the sky |
My fo blow for sure, for dough, for own land. |
Its money, drugs, and hot slugs |
Its money, drugs, and hot slugs |
Its money, drugs, and hot slugs |
Its money, drugs, and hot slugs |
Niggas said I cant do it Funny I done it The album is here, now who the fuck want it? |
I let niggas eat now Im here to collect |
I admit they tried, but they aint rep correct |
Now the dinner tables set and its my time to eat |
Dont even wipe your mouth, get up, be out! |
Dont let the cars fool you, or the jewelry blind you |
My lifes the realest nigga, I should write me a novel |
This for them broads thatll hold me down |
And my niggas on the internet that download my style |
And my dog in line in at chow |
Just bangin with his walkman playin me loud |
And the nigga with that plate |
Choppin them grams, him and his man |
Listening to music that they understand |
And that white boy goin to college |
He dont know about the ghetto but know how to hold metal |
Them white boys, theyll shoot shit up They can listen to this shit, I dont give two fucks |
But back to it, sippin on that cognac fluid |
In the porsche, burnin the conduit |
This is ride music, get high music |
That m dot, hot supply music |
Thats the answer, lifes like cancer |
I thought I told yall niggas Im serious! |
Its money, drugs, and hot slugs, you know bleek |