Niggas Know Lyrics - Singles - Beatnuts

Niggas know (x3) 

Psycho Les: 

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 what?) in the black Nova 

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 

JuJu: 

Yo here's the keys son, money and power they sanonymous 

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 

Hook: 

Strategicly we maintain in all reality 

Live with the guns to cover all the technicalitites 

And crush the falises taht frontin' is legit cause 

(real niggas don't talk shit) (X2) 

Psycho Les: 

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 

JuJu: 

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 Jamacains, 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 

Hook (x2)