Nigga Yeah Know Lyrics - Singles - Gangsta Boo

[intro - gangsta boo] 

Yo, yo... what the fuck's goin' on 

With all you undercover-ass playa haters 

All motha-fuckin' snitch 

My nigga t. rock shit 

What the fuck y'all tryin' to do? 

Y'all tryin' to hold us down or somethin'? 

Ya know what I'm sayin', you niggas can't do that 

'cause we 'bout it baby 

Ya know what I'm sayin', it's all good 

We can see you, but you can't see us nigga 

Me and the rockafella, t rock baby 

Atl, memphis, the whole motha-fuckin' south 

And you know that nigga 

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[t. rock] 

Can I begin the story of a nigga 

Tryin' to make a million for eternity 

In the city of atlanta 

Reapin', wreck an angel from a grandma 

But it ain't no way for me to make green 

'til my nigga t-low introduced me 

To mac and the kaze 

Then no one could stop me 

All that juice to her, I swear ? 

? prophet p and recruited me 

Nigga I turned to prophet posse 

Not a gangsta, but a getter, intellect, nationwide 

Spittin' fury out my range and ride 

Burnin' rappers like bacon fried 

Won't you tell me who'll stop a playa 50 rollin' nationwide 

Provin' high niggas that you anxious 

Replace his thang on busterous trains and camps 

Watch us from gauges, we snatchin' your soul 

And vote it heaven or hell, you lames can vamp it 

And you's a nigga tryna spread a story 

'bout some shit that didn't happen in my lifetime 

All you fakers and phonies are on the edge 

Like a superstar man walkin' tightlines 

Ever want a nigga on the white grind 

Nationwide niggas on the rise 

Sportin' a disguise, creep up on ya 

And it don't matter what ? ? 

Triple 6 kill like clan and t. rock 

Rockafella stretch a million other papers 

Won't you realize 

A nigga finally came up in the game 

All you freaks who used to dis know what you can kiss 

Act like I don't know, you got to deal it straight 

Now you burnin' niggas down to a crisp 

And I don't risk 'cause I'm t. r-o-c-k 

Tryna reap pay, other tricks sleeze ways 

Runnin' hoochies with gold in their mouths 

And take all of their goods, and not leave with no leave-way 

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1 - nigga yeah know 

Nigga, yeah know 

We rollin' clean rides 

And we blowin' hella dope, nigga 

Repeat 1 

[gangsta boo] 

Do a motha-fuckin' s.o.s. 

Step on sight, what the fuck you gonna do when you bleed? 

I'll be comin' with the prophet posse 

Know that gangsta boo 

I'm 'bout the baddest bitch that you ever seen 

How many times you wanna hold me down 

But like that named puffy, bitch, I would not go 

All the other stupid shit that you be kickin' 

When I'm pimpin', when you slip, run into my front door 

I be rollin' with them niggas that's out the projects 

You wanna bet 

? w-l? dub your whole motha-fuckin' chest 

Bet you bottom dolla, make you holla, wanna come and hit me 

It's money over bitches, yeah 

I'm the type of bitch that be kickin' shit 

The type of bitch that be takin' other bitches' dick 

The type of bitch that be all about a paper chip 

The type of bitch that ride with the triple 6 

[t. rock] 

Miss steady and the rockafella crew can load clips 

With lyrical ? ? ? ? the whole slip 

Gangsta boo got ? ? ? ? ? take and slap a trick down to the floor 

And give her swole lips 

[gangsta boo] 

It's all good, I think I got her to a 5 

Got you finally realizin' you be hypnotized 

Me and my nigga t. rock ? ? ? 

We smoked out straight to atlanta, live 

Repeat 1 to fade