N****z Know [*]
J. Cole
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These niggas know Armed and dangerous, call the law Stick to the script, no audible Country ass nigga with an Audemars Can't spell the shit but I order more French hoes treat me like Charles De Gaulle Get good head on the Autobahn Hit hood hoes out in Baltimore Pack the shows like wall to wall, my God Five steps like Dru Hill Came home from the first tour, with Bad credit and a school bill Middle finger to the bursar Finally famous but Ain't too much really change with us Straight up weed, no angel dust Label us notorious, that was 9-7 Saw my old teacher and she asked how I'm livin' You ain't know my shit drop bitch? 9-11 Gettin' more hoes than that nigga John Legend Gettin' more hoes than that nigga John Legend Nigga you should too, if you knew What this game would do to you Look at all the bullshit I've been through Better me than you I must confess, I copped the chains I hit the club, I made it rain I hit the road, I made a name I came home, I ain't the same I ain't the same I ain't the same Made a mil' off the flow, make sure these niggas know Made a mil' off the flow, make sure these niggas know These niggas know, boo-ya nigga? Came through the door like who y'all niggas? Stole a nigga flow, I could sue y'all niggas Better yet put a hot one through y'all niggas Nah, let me stop frontin' for y'all niggas but Don't let the college shit fool y'all niggas Ain't the hardest nigga in the land But a grown ass man, and I will step to y'all niggas Like what's the problem? Ain't gettin' paper, nigga here's a loan My shit long, need a hair salon Get it cut, shut the f*ck up And wipe your face with my money 'til your tears is gone No cryin' ass, lyin' ass Can't afford a whip, but you buyin' ass This Fresh Prince nigga, I ain't Jazz Fucked yo bitch, nigga I ain't ask She pitched it to me like Sosa (Oh God) What the f*ck was I s'posed do? Deny that, rather try that,but I never fly that, Keep hoes bi-coastal And they buy postals, ain't shit for free Dick the only thing that they get from me Sit VIP, get a sip for free Later on she'll be sippin' me, literally Picture me at the tip-top With your bitch lip-locked on my dick when my shit drop This B.I.G. nigga, this Pac Minus six shots, but it's still this hot Thirty grand and that's just for the wristwatch Hate to brag but backpacking, that's hip hop Write my life and make sure that the script hot And pray the kids watch, if not These niggas know If not, these niggas know I must confess, I copped the chains I hit the club, I made it rain I hit the road, I made a name I came home, I ain't the same I ain't the same I ain't the same I must confess, I copped the chains I hit the club, I made it rain I hit the road, I made a name I came home, I ain't the same I ain't the same I ain't the same Made a mil' off the flow, make sure these niggas know Made a mil' off the flow, make sure these niggas know
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Written by: STEVEN HOWSE, CHRISTOPHER WALLACE, STEVEN JORDAN, SEAN COMBS, JERMAINE COLE, BRIAN MCCANE, AL HENDERSON, A. GOODWIN
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