| Tell them bitches I’m that nigga, tell them hoes to tell they friend
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| They say that I look like money, I guess Benji got a twin
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| Living a dream, other niggas just pretend, I be balling, he just stand
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| Roll with me or stick with him, get it in, make it happen
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| Say you balling, show some action, I be rapping while my niggas play guitar
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| No Lenny Kravitz, hit the stage like y’all, what’s happening?
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| Never wait for a reaction, twist it up in Philly but I swear to God
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| It feel like Purple City, call my nigga Rockie, we knock ‘em, dominoes
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| Two of us and like 90 hoes, you ain’t trying to fuck, well you gotta go
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| But we might go chill, play that game, all type of skill
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| They say he sick, all type of ill, we (?), I ain’t got a deal
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| That’s sad bro, nigga in the air, no NASA, just ‘cause a nigga got his cash up
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| That don’t mean a nigga got his swag up, (?)
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| In the black truck, throw ‘em in the bag like Fabolous
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| Young skateboarder so hazardous, on my Philly shit till the casket’s dug
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| Hard work for the dough, she say a nigga cool, keep telling me shit I know
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| See, I don’t follow rules, keep telling me shit I know, you see my clothes is
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| new
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| Keep telling me shit I know, know, know, know, know, keep telling me shit I know
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| Know, know, know, know, keep telling me shit I know, know, know, know, know
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| Keep telling me shit I know, know, know, know, know, keep telling me shit I know
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| I’m the fliest in my city, when you see me, say what’s up
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| I’ll be riding with my den, yeah, I’m all about a buck
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| I got hundreds on my table, fuck them twenties on your truck
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| Little homie think he fly, he can get them feathers plucked
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| My first mixtape was a smash, they called it beginner’s luck
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| But Rockie still moving up and a lot of these niggas stuck
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| So I put they ass on ice, without no skates, without no puck
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| Call me Gordon Bombay when I say they better duck
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| And all the bad hoes love me ‘cause I show ‘em new things
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| Purple drink, Blue Dreams, APC her new jeans
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| A young king, nigga, you should go and ask about me
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| Ever since she got me, she could never see a ass without me
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| Roll around my town, y’all know how I put it down
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| King, give me the crown, yup, I’m so underground
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| But now a nigga blowing up, name everywhere
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| And I finna run the game, bitch, I’m a fucking player |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Shit I Know , by - Tayyib Ali. Song from the album Keystone State of Mind 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп