C-Mob, T-Rock, Dayton Family - Y'all Know lyrics

What's up C-Mob yeah
Dayton Family talk all
Motherfucking day nigga marion, Indiana
Flint Michigan but at the end of
The motherfucking day there's
One thing I want y'all to know

Y'all niggas know not to fuck with us
Y'all niggas know

I wish a nigga would (would)
Step on my new Lebron (who?)
James tennis shoes
Bitch I'mma act a fool (act a fool)
Cause, I'm a silly nigga (uh huh)
Hoe I don't give a fuck (fuckk)
I transform F-150 to a Mack truck
Bootleg I've been a boss (boss)
Hey bitch I'm boss official (uh huh)
This ain't a pistol in my
Pocket it's a fucking missile (5-4-3-2)
Hoe I'm a Dayton dude (Dayton dude)
Fresh off the Dayton air (Dayton air)
On air trans with my man, kilo's in the bag

Y'all niggas know not to fuck with us
Y'all niggas know

Hey bitch you know my name (who?)
Yeah, it's the pussy grabber (uh)
Any bitch I want (what)
Best believe I can have her (have her)
I'm a pimp nigga y'all rеmember me (mе)
Same nigga got indicted back in '93 (okay)
Now I'm back again i got my chips up (woo)
Dayton family for life bitches
Shut the fuck up
I'm from the old school (school)
I set all rule (rule)


C-Mob the repo man i make these people scram
Try to see me face-to-face I beat ya till I
Catch a case because I got them lethal hands
Everlasting money mission
Never-ending grind and hustle
If you didn't know then you better learn now
Don't fuck with my mind or muscle
Gotta keep my pockets burly
So I'm waking up grinding early
To the night we through giving the
Money your a end up
In the ICU with Hurly or Mary and Jen roll
Death is on the menu
Fuck with me I beat you senseless
When we are through, then we'll take
You to the ER room
After that to the dentist
So you better guard your grill
Make sure you come correctly
Fuck dealing with a middle man
Look me in the eye we'll do business directly
And I keep the heater at all times
You don't really want the Glock that
Is cocked and tucked to bust c-Mob, T-Rock
And the Dayton Family now y'all know
Not to fuck with us

Y'all niggas know not to fuck with us
Y'all niggas know

JR mr 420 himself
You heard me y'all ready
Let go look
It's nothing to a boss
My folks get murked and wasted

My crib is wide and spacious
Fish tank like an oasis
I'm smoking Cuban going places
Blowing racks in Vegas
Big baby I'm Young Davy
I place that fire flame
I drink on top shelf floss and
Ball out on a higher plain
Y'all niggas know not to fuck with us
Sipping Rosé with my lip in the ganja
Pocket full of money
Closet full of linen and a mental full of
Pimping That's a rip on the runway

We pulling up in buses
Rolling up nothing but duchess
Su-wu and pack if we ain't pimps
Then why them bitches love us (they do)
Sixteen and we will store (we run)
Driving in them brand new cars (cars)
Dressed to impress
Better act so bitch I dress in Gucci drawers
(stay fresh)
Shoestring he just too cold (so cold)
I feel just like a freezer
Not Dick Chaney but I'm bought my
Money like my name was Caesar
I'm bout November cash
I'm bout a temple flash
But, if you fuck with me then I'll
Be bout nothing but about that glass
Creep up just like a mask
Pop blocks I'm just too fast
I'm baking cookies
Shaking rookies like my name was Nash
That's just the pro in me (in me)
Shoestring that's who I be (I be)
Still G I never flee
Tell who you from to see

Y'all niggas know not to fuck with us
Y'all niggas know