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You Know Me

Young Maylay

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    I roll my good up, in my khakies
    Throw my hood up, keep it og
    You know it mayne, I got the hood with me
    I got the hood with me
    But these bitches get this money
    Got my thang out, keep it on me, you know it mayne
    I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me

    Dub-cuda, lick can I get robbin'
    Over here we the headbangers like the hit squad..
    All chrome with the raw flow, shake up the audience
    Like mike vick walking in the dogg show
    Like giraffe dicks standing tall over y'all
    Hangin' with killas
    Like suspenders on overalls, crackin bottles
    Swaging n aiming hollows when niggas n solitary confinement
    To the game macho..clack clock nigga keep my shit cocked
    Don't fuck with me ya'll I'm in the zone like a zip lock
    Stay g'd up, out to get my green up
    Blue chevy,counting bags of money like a brink truck
    Guaranteed at least slangin sticks like shina e
    Bad bitch on my side, ass like alicia keys,feel the breeze
    Don't retire nicky please..on the 110 with my dickies to
    My knees

    I roll my good up, in my khakies
    Throw my hood up, keep it og
    You know it mayne, I got the hood with me
    I got the hood with me
    But these bitches get this money
    Got my thang out, keep it on me, you know it mayne
    I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me

    Breath of fresh air,yes,yeah it's maylay nigga, big swang
    And I came with the connect gang members, and uhh
    It ain't bright if we ain't light
    They ain't shit nigga he ain't tight
    You got it fucked up
    It's all or nothin',we brawl n bust'em
    Till they put me in the coffin of the car and I'm coffed in
    And to my next opponent, don't even rest a moment
    I'm so west! (hell yes!)with no extra's on it
    L.a. Dodgers, ak,choppers and the kids hit the graves
    Way before they momma's (that's a shame!)
    So I rep the hat, yeah you can bet ya that
    Capital ca mayne,and check the tat
    Recognise why the realist niggas give it up
    Weather they be crip or blood, and the one the women love
    Angelino..but she's only repect by niggas run from green coats n don't testify

    I roll my good up, in my khakies
    Throw my hood up, keep it og
    You know it mayne, I got the hood with me
    I got the hood with me
    But these bitches get this money
    Got my thang out, keep it on me, you know it mayne
    I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me

    Now I'm an old nigga on the porch, way to big
    It's a shame how this nigga influenced them kids
    Got 'em out there hustlin' and doin' the shit
    And he don't do shit but sit and scratch on his dick
    And it's not good that the hood is under a spell
    It's a wonder why this nigga ain't under the jail
    Why they treat this motherfucka like the wizard of oz
    Cause I know what's happening like re-run and rogg
    I'm a captain,yep the head nigga in charge
    Pull air force one, up out the garage
    I'm the grand puba you part of my lodge
    You mortals better pay, respect to the gods
    You can cuss more, I'm mount rushmore
    Now you can sell more, you still al gore
    Nigga I'm the president, you just a resident
    In my gangsta world, and you late with the fucking rent!

    I roll my good up, in my khakies
    Throw my hood up, keep it og
    You know it mayne, I got the hood with me
    I got the hood with me
    But these bitches get this money
    Got my thang out, keep it on me, you know it mayne
    I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me




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