ft doe b t i raekwon - i wanna know (ft. doe b & t.i.) - raekwon lyrics
(intro)
real n-gg-s in the house
you already know
n-gg-s sit down and play pool and sh-t
relax
but n-gg-s don’t know inside them motherf-ckin pool b-lls is nothing but blow
been getting money n-gg-
you already know, boy
toes off, n-gg-s let’s go, man come on
(verse)
raised off a knucklehead block, you know the pattern
black reeboks all day, let’s beat it captain
posin in hostage, wooldridge galacious
clear gazelles, crushed diamonds in the boxes
way it getting spiral, sneaker game rival
front on me, see 24 caleigles
join n-gg-s a hand, well hold up, let me change sh-t
feds is listening cali ghosts ran quick
thugs blow alcohol, white b-tches tap em all
so f-ck their -sses some, young b-st-rd up
icy in the aspens so much dough it’s elastic
f-ck with the choose crews and black fits
might break a man, the heart that’ll shake a man
smack the bones out of yo skin, break a fam
we the veterans, so many little n-gg-s feather skinned
well corny dub, drown you in your leather kid
slim thirsty, what’s the word? reimburse me
two tags on, it’s neck bird sweetie
check writtin liars, pull a gold out of yo mouth
with rusty pliers, take down my flyers
(interlude)
you already know what it is n-gg-
this is not a game, this is not televised
this some sh-t that happened on a train n-gg-
(verse)
i’m from the home of the cop killers, raised to be a ridin n-gg-
rob n-gg-s, shot n-gg-s, you know i got this hal in me
real deal, holy feel
they not authentic
nah, these n-gg-s half-baked, crab cakes
b-tch, it’s baby jesus, i could sneeze and make the ground shake
show no pity, charging cities, n-gg-s, outta town rate
why you lil n-gg-s sendin wayne on the ounce plate?
i’m in my house shoes, making major b-lls moves
30 long, make the world move at a cold shoot
old cats want they corner back, you know i’m off duty
they tryna keep up with him, your stars, i eat dust n-gg-
i’m startin to heat up n-gg-
the show, wuttup n-gg-
west verdana, this is chess not checkers
real finesser n-gg-, tryna molest his sister
black mamba in my jungle possessed with venom
heat former and i stop em, the rest is history
small house, droppin off a 8 ball
(verse)
to a big deal, 36 mill in my escro
you walk up with yo chest swole,
make it deflate, biggie and key send we away on that knee chain
not cool what we do
38 special in my boot, i’ll shoot you from my shoe n-gg-
my wife say it’s a shame how you n-gg-s
i said you want me to starve em out?
she said nah boo, get em
showed er why i’mma handle all you n-gg-s
like the b-tches that you are, don’t make me get you out that car
and getting it goin in yo sh-t
why you poppin off and boy you know i’m with this sh-t
we rollin slow, i’ll get you here
pull up on more and i’m with this sh-t
hoe wherever you at
i’mma know it’s wherever you at that’s not where you better be at
or else
tell yo mama pick the cats to herself
hope it make her feel better
you a d-ck, the first year i ease up
but he’s still a dead motherf-cker
ain’t no bullets in the gun, you know you scared motherf-cker
and i’m still a bank head motherf-cker
whip the plug for the low for the bread motherf-cker
i said i’m still a bank head motherf-cker
whip the plug for the low for the bread motherf-cker
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