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jt the bigga figga - know about it lyrics

(feat. the gamblaz)
[jt tha bigga figga talking]
yeah, yeah west coast bad boyz part 3 n-gg-, part 3 n-gg-
jt tha bigga figga, tha gamblaz yeah
doing it for my n-gg- master p one more gin, uh
you better know about it, uh uh uh uh
we don’t talk, we don’t talk, we don’t talk, uh uh
you better know about it, uh uh
[jt tha bigga figga]
you better know about that 4-5-7 we make it happen
strangle industry n-gg-s by they feet with verbal rapping
i’m a california kingpin a west coast bad boy
chop it up in pyrex pots, cook the last four
weighing it out, keep my name out your mouth
we came in your house, and all we want’s them thangs in your couch
we keep the privates confidential, face masked potential
laced with that infra sharp as number two pencils
linked like a two way pager my n-gg-s major
play for the lakers, the sonics and the portland trailblazers
sitting at the stoplight, my dubs still spinning
candy coated cadillac rovers we still in em
i’m an independent tyc–n, living up in the mic room
64 tracks in intact, it make you bite you
on a for reala got you going blood finnas
now we tearing down your project buildings like godzilla
[chorus: tha gamblaz]
you better know about it, and how to go about it
if it ain’t real it’s fake and we don’t flow about it
it’s time for the truth so buckle up and grab a seat
and get the facts from these real life vip’s
you better know about it, and how to go about it
if it ain’t real it’s fake and we don’t flow about it
get ready the clock is ticking we can’t waste time
here in california westcoast 4-1-5
[telly mac]
yo it’s telly mac the general rapping for politics

and them n-gg-s that be hating get split with hollow tips
trying to come against collosso-click, b-tch you could swallow d-ck
we on some trench coat mafia sh-t
my boys equal to bricks just ask the dopeman
like b-tches on the mic i spit tight to slow jams
i’m the ghetto spokesman, but ain’t that hova
this telly mac about to snap and take the game over
eliminating you imitating cats, when i’m demonstrating acts
putting cracks in all 48 tracks
i’m sickened to my scratch like bullets and straps
i battle for contracts in combat
spit a bomb rap on contact, i’m bomb back and blow sh-t
bring your whole click i take no sh-t, i’m dump like four zips
and plus i’m out the four chips
representing frisco to get low west coast b-tch
[chorus]
[commissiona]
if you don’t know about tha gamblaz, you don’t know sh-t
we catch us now on top and still flaming the sh-t
we gone minus rule the world entire
battling with us is like losing your luck, your life expired
we don’t rest in the west we make moves
we bad boys with plenty of noise and we voicing the truth
you like the way we pop collars, establishing the empire
us some real riders, can’t sh-t divide us
i’m on fire like when kobe acting 3-point popping a j
before you speak n-gg- honor my name
you get hit from the flock of the flame
i’m rich like em copping caine from filmore was born to ways
the home of the sheisty, renegades hundreds and these
you like the sh-t we spit on part two but this is three
i want the whole world to know about me, until i’m gone
i’ma carry on for t-bo, r.i.p. you better know
[chorus]

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