Lyrics Language: Scots Song writer/composer(s): D Axelrod, Lester Fernandez, Jerry Tineo
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The BeatnutsNiggaz Know Lyrics:
Niggas know
Niggas know
Niggas know
To fiends my product be their drug
When they see me they give me a pound and a bear hug
Solute and bud, never sober
Nigga Ju scooped me up in the black Nova
(In what?)
When we link up, we throw shots, drink up
We conversate in the background bangin'
Is a funky break with my arm hangin'
Middle finer to State Troop and leave them behind me
Going 90 down the express way, fuck Carlito
Gonna do it the Big Ju and Les way
Beatnuts got a plan that's brilliant
Gonna blow up the safe that holds up our building
Yo here's the keys son, money and power they synonymous
So I'm a take mine and form a fortune that be bottomless
Yo never shot a miss, to lose is our the question
Your life could be taken as quick as a suggestion
Killing is deep, well lavishly orchestrated, I hate it
Stated, that I'm never be forgotten
And you still couldn't find an MC that's more rotten
Strategicly we maintain in all reality
Live with the guns to cover all the technicalities
And crush the falises that frontin' is legit 'cause
(Real niggas don't talk shit)
Strategicly we maintain in all reality
Live with the guns to cover all the technicalities
And crush the falises that frontin' is legit 'cause
(Real niggas don't talk shit)
Yo dun, there's money to swipe, the juice come thicker
Then Sunny Delight and my leather black seat reclines
So I can spin around, pull down the blinds, crack open the wines
My click holds serious faces
And only crack smiles when I pull the briefcases
Out the closet in the middle of the process
Even if I know you
You get shot for spreading gossip
To niggas I don't associate with, if I don't blast your head off
I'll simply break it
Aluminum batted, melon splattered, so unique
Now who the fuck wanna critique
Yeah it's lovely, yeah man it's lovely indeed
(It is lovely)
Bubbly off the Heiny and weed, you can't live
You be lucky if I let you breath
If it ain't about profit nigga, I can't see
Try not to blow my high with conversation
Conflict my lead to many assassinations
Blunted in a black Sudan with two Hatians
(Watching)
While the D's hemmed up these Jamaicans, thinkin'
How we gonna carry your ass, and where the fuck niggas
Gonna bury your ass, see it's over
I could never let that go, say who gotta let niggas know?
Bitch nigga
Strategicly we maintain in all reality
Live with the guns to cover all the technicalities
And crush the falises that frontin' is legit 'cause
(Real niggas don't talk shit)
Strategicly we maintain in all reality
Live with the guns to cover all the technicalities
And crush the falises that frontin' is legit 'cause
(Real niggas don't talk shit)
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