You Know (feat. Shlohmo)

Gang-bang original, you know you're typical

Hop out on a ****, where you from? Keep the pistol low

Hit fig every night, knock a different ho

Tryin' to be a P but still hopin' that's how the shit will go

And celebratin' was too stressful

Hittin' corners so fast, the hoopty do a three-wheel

One time's on my ass, I ain't goin' to jail

Throw the hard out the window, bitch, gaffer the pills

I'm so tired of all these ****, why they wanna be hard?

Like Cam said, "Don't make me pull your ho card"

In the D, on the Eastside we're bogartin'

Free the homies in the pen on the four yard

Shit is real

You cannot fuck with the **** I fuck with

I run this, I does this, that P-Funk, that thug shit

That leether, that mud drip, I sip slow, I pour sips

As soon as the four hit, I pop percs, I smoke Ben's

I'm really that ****, I put that on both Benz

I'm really that ****, don't care what that ho said

As long as there's more bread, bitch, shut up, just give head

Got G homies that's dead, got real **** in beds

I'm spittin' that true shit, that bonded Piru shit

He on one, he on two, that **** like too sick

He from where? We don't care

My **** gon' show clips, Westside worthy, chap

You know, you know, you know, you know

You know what my squad really came with

Comin' from the side where we all say whoa

Put two in your side for that one four

You know, you know, you know, you know

You know what my squad really came with

Comin' from the side where we all say whoa

Put two in your side for that one four, two