You Know What We Bout Lyrics - Made Man - Silkk The Shocker

Yo, Silkk 

What up? 

Tell Jigga we need 4 apples 

2 bananas and 5 oranges 

You sure? 

Nigga, he know what I'm talkin' 'bout 

Aight, I'll get him on the phone 

From my block to yo block, nigga 

The world belongs to who? 

The world belongs to us 

You can do what you wanna do 

What you gon do? Huh? What? 

The streets belong to us 

You can do what you wanna do 

What you gon do? Huh? What? 

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Yo, from the South to the East nigga 

From the streets to the burbs 

I fuck wit that when they talk 

The speech just be slurred 

You know me Mr. Got dough, Mr. Got flow 

Couldn't figure our out which one wanted both of 'em so 

Mr. Got both if you hate me stop, if you jealous 

Silkk the Shock, Jigga, No Limit, Master P, Roc-A-Fella 

Used to cop bricks for 30, now I do nothin' 

But sit back and drop hits, ya heard me? 

I ain't nothin' but a thug that got rich ya heard me 

Drop the top when it's hot and come and shop in Jersey 

You know what I did, you know how I come? 

You wouldn't even think about testin' me 

Dog if you know what I done, didn't change a bit 

I'm still thuggish, still thuggin' 

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Niggaz ask, how much money I got 

Do math you know how to add? I'm P little brother 

Shit, I can't tell y'all nothin' I gotta show y'all 

Real in this, I'm as real as it gets I told y'all 

Yo, I sleep thru the rain, sleep thru the pain 

Would have knew about me but you don't 

'Cause know why? 'Cause you was sleep when I came 

But I'm here now, y'all suckas fear now 

Look, plan on bein' on top, don't stop 

Plan on bein' hot year round, I don't do it for no love 

I do it for the thugs, do it for my block 

Do it for the VIP spots in the club 

It's hard to stop this life 

Like it's hard to call cocked dice 

We ain't nothin' but some bout it 

'Bout it niggaz that live the hard knock life 

From my block to yo block, it's a sho' shot 

We out the door, out the most and the flow don't stop 

You know what we do, you know what we 'bout? 

You know what we do, you know what we 'bout? 

From my block to yo block, it's a sho' shot 

We out the door, out the most and the flow don't stop 

From the ghetto to the suburbs, from Marcy to the 3rd 

You know what we do when we come thru, ya heard? 

In the South nigga, deep in the four door watchin' 

That old dog or in the club nigga, shakin' them hoes off 

Poppin' my foes off ain't nothin' changed or catch me on the block 

With thugs knockin' the o's off 

Baggin' that 'dro nigga, stackin' that dough 

Clappin' at foes and I'm laughin' at hoes 

Holdin' them dice and I'm breakin' yo bank 

You see the shit Roc-A-Fella make wit The Tank 

Even without the airplay platinum off of hearsay 

It's your year Jay get off my dick 

Been my year, you talkin' to a winner here 

Iceberg winter's wear, linen chair 

My style in fact, money ain't come from rap 

And we can take it right back if it comes to that 

Block or billboard, you gotta feel dog 

I stay real y'all, that's how I kill y'all 

From my block to yo block, it's a sho' shot 

We out the door, out the most and the flow don't stop 

You know what we do, you know what we 'bout? 

You know what we do, you know what we 'bout? 

From my block to yo block, it's a sho' shot 

We out the door, out the most and the flow don't stop 

From the ghetto to the suburbs, from Marcy to the 3rd 

You know what we do when we come thru, ya heard? 

I used to rap, now b-ball's my life 

Move that house on the lake for the kids and wife 

Check the bank account, it's seven figures 

Who that Rolls in the video for, it's mines, nigga? 

I got game, ask the players in the pro's 

Who got shot, it ain't my fault 

(Ohh, it ain't my fault) 

He owed me dough, independent, black-owned, my world, my country 

No Limit and Roc-A-Fella run this like drug money 

So can I get a huh, huh? A what, what? 

Pass the weed cause soldiers like to puff, puff 

From the South to the East, baby, baby 

A couple of ungh's now they gotta pay me 

And flip bricks with ghetto chicks with no dicks 

And nine's with no clips and sides wit no chips 

Come fast or slow from cheddar to dough 

Master P, Silkk the Shocker, Jay-Z the rowdiest niggaz you know 

From my block to yo block, it's a sho' shot 

We out the door, out the most and the flow don't stop 

You know what we do, you know what we 'bout? 

You know what we do, you know what we 'bout? 

From my block to yo block, it's a sho' shot 

We out the door, out the most and the flow don't stop 

From the ghetto to the suburbs, from Marcy to the 3rd 

You know what we do when we come thru, ya heard? 

Get ya money dog, get ya money y'all 

Get ya money dog, get ya money y'all 

Get ya money dog, get ya money y'all 

Get ya, get ya money do, get ya, get ya 

From the South to the Midwest 

To the East to the West whatever 

Y'all get y'all money y'all 

From my block to yo block, it just don't stop