Big L, Lord Finesse - You Know What I'm About lyrics
[Big L, Lord Finesse - You Know What I'm About lyrics]
When I cruise through the ghetto I drive slow
I'm quick to buck a duck and I
Don't give a fuck about 5-0
A hardcore life, I chose to explore
Therefore I lived raw and went
To war with the law
My only picture was a mug shot
Slugs what thugs got
Pockets swellin' hot from sellin' tops
On the drug spot
Gs was clocked, fat knots went in the socks
And cops who tried to stop shop got
Knocked when I popped the Glock
Shit was ran right by me and my man Mike
'Cause, I choose to use a gun
Don't mean that I can't fight
'Cause we could put the guns
Down and go one round
With the hands my man, I ain't the one
You'll get done clown
I can inverse my style 'cause I'm versatile
Quick to burst a child
I'm livin' worse than foul
I pack two tecs in case your crew flex
I wet up the set in a
Sec and yell "Who's next?"
To feel the wrath of a psychopath
Shoots it up like Shaft
Turn your staff into a bloodbath then laugh
You'll get smashed like a deli snack
You're softer than jelly jack
I attack in black with a gat and a skully hat
On one three ninth street
Malcolm X boulevard
It's full of hard brothers that's thick
And quick to pull a card
I tell facts when the beat start
Listen here sweetheart
The Big L is street smart
I fuck ducks and they crews up
Make 'em give the jewels up
For those who refuse I squeeze the
Uz and light them fools up
I had beef with this nigga named Randolph
Now he's in a casket dressed
Up with his hands crossed
A beat down from Big L
That's what all pranksters get
Like Al Yankovic
I'm on some real gangster shit
I'm never fuckin' with no
Handicapped or crippled bitches
Look at my scalp real close
And you'll see triple sixes
Crimes I committed, I'm a villain admit it
I'm the type to murder you then tell your
Moms I'm the kid who did it
Peace and love is somethin' that
I don't rhyme about
Fuck what you heard, you know what I'm about
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, you know what I'm about
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
You know what I'm about!
It's the man with the rough flow
Some niggas don't like me but I
Don't give a fuck though
Cause, I'm in command y'all
I'm smackin' niggas up like
Puerto Ricans play handball
I ain't the funny type
To joke around I gotta get
My motherfuckin' money right
'Cause, I got the right game
Definitely the wrong man to invite
To a dice game
I'm rolling numbers with no practice
I'm snatchin' up the dough
Like motherfuckers owe taxes
'Cause, I got strategy
I'm rollin' head crack trips and makin'
All the brothers mad at me
Word, I'm taxin' shit
I'm shittin' on niggas like I
Just had a laxative
Tryin' to earn props I ain't the one to see
You clowns'll fuck around and get
Played like a drum machine
Ya gotta find a better way
I'll pull ya card, your file, shit
Plus your resume 'Cause, I don't play clown
I gotta get mine that's why
My face stay frown
I don't smile, don't try to pull my file
I'll lay your ass like tile
You know my motherfuckin' style
So just slow down 'cause
Y'all can't throw down
And y'all can't accept that a
Nigga's makin' dough now
And I'm livin' better troop
And I'm makin' more noise than
A fuckin' heavy metal group
I'm a cool man, a brother with a smooth plan
That's why I'm seein' more
Papers than a newsstand so peep it
Don't try to run around or speak it
Point blank I keep my whereabouts secret
While niggas are packin' steel, actin' ill
I'm on the DL with a
Female and I'm stackin' bills
How I'm livin'? Everything is well
'Cause a nigga like me, yo I'm ringin' bells
Without doubt I got clout
Yo fuck that shit, yo you know what I'm about
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, you know what I'm about!
Yeah! C'mon!
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
You know what I'm about!
Word, you definite know what I’m about
Go get your steel and guard
You grill, you bitch-ass niggas I ain’t
Having it for ‘92, niggas, word 'em up
I'm quick to buck a duck and I
Don't give a fuck about 5-0
A hardcore life, I chose to explore
Therefore I lived raw and went
To war with the law
My only picture was a mug shot
Slugs what thugs got
Pockets swellin' hot from sellin' tops
On the drug spot
Gs was clocked, fat knots went in the socks
And cops who tried to stop shop got
Knocked when I popped the Glock
Shit was ran right by me and my man Mike
'Cause, I choose to use a gun
Don't mean that I can't fight
'Cause we could put the guns
Down and go one round
With the hands my man, I ain't the one
You'll get done clown
I can inverse my style 'cause I'm versatile
Quick to burst a child
I'm livin' worse than foul
I pack two tecs in case your crew flex
I wet up the set in a
Sec and yell "Who's next?"
To feel the wrath of a psychopath
Shoots it up like Shaft
Turn your staff into a bloodbath then laugh
You'll get smashed like a deli snack
You're softer than jelly jack
I attack in black with a gat and a skully hat
On one three ninth street
Malcolm X boulevard
It's full of hard brothers that's thick
And quick to pull a card
I tell facts when the beat start
Listen here sweetheart
The Big L is street smart
I fuck ducks and they crews up
Make 'em give the jewels up
For those who refuse I squeeze the
Uz and light them fools up
I had beef with this nigga named Randolph
Now he's in a casket dressed
Up with his hands crossed
A beat down from Big L
That's what all pranksters get
Like Al Yankovic
I'm on some real gangster shit
I'm never fuckin' with no
Handicapped or crippled bitches
Look at my scalp real close
And you'll see triple sixes
Crimes I committed, I'm a villain admit it
I'm the type to murder you then tell your
Moms I'm the kid who did it
Peace and love is somethin' that
I don't rhyme about
Fuck what you heard, you know what I'm about
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, you know what I'm about
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
You know what I'm about!
It's the man with the rough flow
Some niggas don't like me but I
Don't give a fuck though
Cause, I'm in command y'all
I'm smackin' niggas up like
Puerto Ricans play handball
I ain't the funny type
To joke around I gotta get
My motherfuckin' money right
'Cause, I got the right game
Definitely the wrong man to invite
To a dice game
I'm rolling numbers with no practice
I'm snatchin' up the dough
Like motherfuckers owe taxes
'Cause, I got strategy
I'm rollin' head crack trips and makin'
All the brothers mad at me
Word, I'm taxin' shit
I'm shittin' on niggas like I
Just had a laxative
Tryin' to earn props I ain't the one to see
You clowns'll fuck around and get
Played like a drum machine
Ya gotta find a better way
I'll pull ya card, your file, shit
Plus your resume 'Cause, I don't play clown
I gotta get mine that's why
My face stay frown
I don't smile, don't try to pull my file
I'll lay your ass like tile
You know my motherfuckin' style
So just slow down 'cause
Y'all can't throw down
And y'all can't accept that a
Nigga's makin' dough now
And I'm livin' better troop
And I'm makin' more noise than
A fuckin' heavy metal group
I'm a cool man, a brother with a smooth plan
That's why I'm seein' more
Papers than a newsstand so peep it
Don't try to run around or speak it
Point blank I keep my whereabouts secret
While niggas are packin' steel, actin' ill
I'm on the DL with a
Female and I'm stackin' bills
How I'm livin'? Everything is well
'Cause a nigga like me, yo I'm ringin' bells
Without doubt I got clout
Yo fuck that shit, yo you know what I'm about
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, you know what I'm about!
Yeah! C'mon!
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
Knockin' niggas off, knockin' niggas out
You know what I'm about!
Word, you definite know what I’m about
Go get your steel and guard
You grill, you bitch-ass niggas I ain’t
Having it for ‘92, niggas, word 'em up