The LOX, Swizz Beatz, Eve, Drag-On - If You Know lyrics

Yo I might get drunk jeckel and Hyde
Roll these with lemons
I'm tellin' y'all Niggas swizz Beatz

If you know, like we know, like they know
LOX is the best
If you know, like we know, like they know
Swizz Beatz is the best
If you know, like we know, like they know
Ruff Ryders is the best
If you know, like we know, like they know
We'll bring it to their chest

Yo if I can't make money
Then you can't either
If I didn't have to rap
I have blow in the freezer
If I can't rock Nikes or
Tim's with double soles
I have the 9 in the pound and
Leave your ass full of holes


If I didn't push a Benz and
I didn't push a Lex
Then the ambulance'll come and they
Be pushin' on your chest
If I couldn't hit the studio
And make another record
For my double R Niggas
I'll lay y'all on stretchers
Now I might get drunk or I might get high
But my game stay Trump and my style stay fly
I might hit a dime or I might hit a deuce
And when I wanna go to war is
When you wanna call a truce
I might buy 'em cooked
Dough I might buy 'em raw
And I might tap your chin or
I might cross your jaw
Now I might go 18's, I might go 20's
I might use dumdums 'cause
Y'all niggas dummies

If you know, like we know, like they know
LOX is the best
If you know, like we know, like they know
Swizz Beatz is the best
If you know, like we know, like they know
Ruff Ryders is the best
If you know, like we know, like they know
We'll bring it to their chest

Ayo, me without weight is
Like Harlem without 8
Yeah, me with no funds is
Like Queens with no dunns
And me with no beef is
Like Brooklyn with no guns
Man and me with no beats is
Like Cali with no blunts
First I got head from her then
I hit her from the back
Then she told me that she hustled so
I hit her with a pack
Yeah, screw how many mics you got
How much ice you got
My bullets'll make you icy-hot
Y'all, all my niggas killas we
Don't talk on the phone
And give a way better message when
We come in your home
Yo, catch me Down-South when
I'm pumpin' up things
And my name ain't Rover
Don't jump on my rings
Man, you gotta have your hustle right
When you up in the game
You gotta have your lawyer money
For you firm-aly change
And don't you leave out the
House without bringin your things
We gonna Ruff Ryde, nigga
From here to the bing

What, you greaseball cocksuckers thought
It was over?! This double R, Nigga, LOX
We are the streets
When the kennels is open the dogs is biting
Bitch shit's real

Yo, yo, yo, yo, i might pull up in a V
That cost more than a buck
Then turn around and burn it cause
You thought it was plush
Anytime I get on fire I get a car to match
And tell any rapper you name
You guard it black
When I bust my hammer, I nail my nigga
We the Ruff Ryder family, all hail, my niggas
And I might ride, I might die
That's up to the Lord
And my niggas might come home
That's up to the board
Yo, If money make you feel good
I'm happy with lead joe Pesci-style
Kickin' niggas after they dead
Picture the litter
Hold the 4-5th for my niggas
Writin' the venom
Ass look right in the denim
I'm dockin' ya pay
Word from me you clockin' the yay
I hustle for real
Let you hold the block for a day
Pull it in your brain and give you a hot idea
You wanna low, here's a casket
You can hide out there

If you know, like we know, like they know
LOX is the best
If you know, like we know, like they know
Swizz Beatz is the best
If you know, like we know, like they know
Ruff Ryders is the best
If you know, like we know, like they know
We'll bring it to ya chest!