S.L.A.B., Z-Ro - I Know lyrics
[S.L.A.B., Z-Ro - I Know lyrics]
I kno oow I'm a gangsta dogg
I sho oow I'm a gangsta dogg
I kno oow I'm a gangsta dogg
I sho oow I'm a gangsta dogg
When it get gangsta I don't see
Too many niggaz reppin the set
But in front of these dog ass
Hoes they reppin till death
There goes Z-Ro the crooked better put
Some pep in ya step
You ain't got enough insurance to get
Ya self in a wreck
I put a cease on all breathin
When I squeeze my weapon
Better hope God come for you
Cause you gon'need a blessing
Somebody save 'em it's gon'take all
Of his people to Heaven
If he runnin it ain't gon'take but
3 of these to catch him
I'm dedicated to the delivery of
A Smith & Wesson
While keepin it under cover the
Keep the laws from guessin
Who did it and what had cause
Gangsta's don't make a scene
Bitch niggaz public sizin and end
Up with ten or fifteen
I'm back in the hood my dogg
But these niggaz be hatin
I feel it's me against the world
Plus that nigga name Satan
I tryed to get the fuck away
But still I keep comin back
The hood'll never be the same since
We lost Screw and Pat
Snitches don't know how to act and
Plus they talkin to the feds
Only see me conversating with real
G's and my bread
And it ain't too many down to
Ride so I ride alone
I'm a asshole by nature plus
My twin touchin home
What the fuck is goin on? niggaz
Need to get a grip
Some of the realest down south
Gangstafied with a clip
Fully equipped and grindin to get
Out of the hood
But, I don't wanna leave my doggs
So it's back to the hood
I'm laid back in the Lac pockets sittin fat
With the Boss in the seven
Duece with the top back
I'm a gangsta ass nigga
Representin for the click
I'm leavin bodies in a ditch for
Niggaz acting like a bitch
I'm a asshole by nature plus I'm chasin paper
Late night tinted up with a
Glock that'll spray ya
So move back a sec before you get wet
By the niggaz on the West with
Them vest on they chest
It's the Jay'Ton creepin up the
Block with the shot
Niggaz hatin tryna keep us
From reachin the top
So I'm a mash for the cash like the SUC
And the G - A - N - G is the S - L - A - B
It's the Boss flippin in glass
House while tryna stack moss
Draggin my bumper makin my front end toss
I'm a gangsta mark ass niggaz get lost
You can see it in my ways as I walk
And I talk stay flippin in the seven duece
Drop as I stomp
Bang ya'll outlinin these niggaz in chalk
I get this from my C's and
My B's and my folks
Always play my part man it's G from the start
Don't plan on changin a thing but a lame
Swangin while bangin game Hoover click
Gang what I claim i keep it G for my
Niggaz that's bangin in flames
Stingin and changin this game bangin
And label their name
I sho oow I'm a gangsta dogg
I kno oow I'm a gangsta dogg
I sho oow I'm a gangsta dogg
When it get gangsta I don't see
Too many niggaz reppin the set
But in front of these dog ass
Hoes they reppin till death
There goes Z-Ro the crooked better put
Some pep in ya step
You ain't got enough insurance to get
Ya self in a wreck
I put a cease on all breathin
When I squeeze my weapon
Better hope God come for you
Cause you gon'need a blessing
Somebody save 'em it's gon'take all
Of his people to Heaven
If he runnin it ain't gon'take but
3 of these to catch him
I'm dedicated to the delivery of
A Smith & Wesson
While keepin it under cover the
Keep the laws from guessin
Who did it and what had cause
Gangsta's don't make a scene
Bitch niggaz public sizin and end
Up with ten or fifteen
I'm back in the hood my dogg
But these niggaz be hatin
I feel it's me against the world
Plus that nigga name Satan
I tryed to get the fuck away
But still I keep comin back
The hood'll never be the same since
We lost Screw and Pat
Snitches don't know how to act and
Plus they talkin to the feds
Only see me conversating with real
G's and my bread
And it ain't too many down to
Ride so I ride alone
I'm a asshole by nature plus
My twin touchin home
What the fuck is goin on? niggaz
Need to get a grip
Some of the realest down south
Gangstafied with a clip
Fully equipped and grindin to get
Out of the hood
But, I don't wanna leave my doggs
So it's back to the hood
I'm laid back in the Lac pockets sittin fat
With the Boss in the seven
Duece with the top back
I'm a gangsta ass nigga
Representin for the click
I'm leavin bodies in a ditch for
Niggaz acting like a bitch
I'm a asshole by nature plus I'm chasin paper
Late night tinted up with a
Glock that'll spray ya
So move back a sec before you get wet
By the niggaz on the West with
Them vest on they chest
It's the Jay'Ton creepin up the
Block with the shot
Niggaz hatin tryna keep us
From reachin the top
So I'm a mash for the cash like the SUC
And the G - A - N - G is the S - L - A - B
It's the Boss flippin in glass
House while tryna stack moss
Draggin my bumper makin my front end toss
I'm a gangsta mark ass niggaz get lost
You can see it in my ways as I walk
And I talk stay flippin in the seven duece
Drop as I stomp
Bang ya'll outlinin these niggaz in chalk
I get this from my C's and
My B's and my folks
Always play my part man it's G from the start
Don't plan on changin a thing but a lame
Swangin while bangin game Hoover click
Gang what I claim i keep it G for my
Niggaz that's bangin in flames
Stingin and changin this game bangin
And label their name