Tekster:
W C U Know Me

it OG You know me man, I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me. But these bitches get this money, Got my thang up, keep it on me, you know me man

' feel me regardless Might break a promise but never breaking the code Some get popped and call for they mamma, when the drama unfolds My block, hot as a sauna, n**** w*** u* a** j*** C

to and I know u do! Get ready for the big moment UP! Here we go! F**k up for it get ready for it I'm ready 'r u to! F**k it up! N0W! Baby baby baby

B C D E F G, H I J K L M N O P Q R S, T U V, W X Y Z Now I know my ABC's, next time won't you sing with me? "Go on, laugh, make a jackass out of yourself

inside of the car (car) C to the A, D to the I (I), L to the L to the A to the C (C) B to the U to the N to the B, reppin that P to the A to the T (to

Yo, you hear me? (Yeah, whut up Toney?) W'sup Don' Don' (All the way up) You know how we do (Let's get this paper together) You motherfuckin' right Pa, uh, huh (That's right, c

me see a nigga nuts hang World wide mob figga, let me see a nigga nuts hang Hey watch out man, look out Known for doin? scandalous deeds, no handlin? me

Da poetry, by now you should know it's me, the brother of word Giving thanks and praises to so many names and faces In different places From '84 to '99

' bubble? A B C, skip to the S T U V W X, don't fuck the Y Z Brand new, Brand Nubian, Grand Puba-in Tape dem and cruise me then, if I'm wrong, sue me