(Chorus)
You know what it is, (uh huh), You know what it is hoe
You know what it is, (uh huh), You know what it is hoe
You know what it is, (uh huh), You know what it is hoe
You know what it is, (uh huh), You know what it is hoe
Jizzal man:
Diamonds on my wrist, on my chest, and my earlobes
DFB bitch you know what it is hoe
Got money to burn, smoke purple for days
Keep a nice trim C hard and sport in the A
Got the work too, and i don't even gotta touch it nigga
From Detroit back to the A all in Kentucky nigga
I'm the man with the plan hell i'm the real deal
This shit ain't no game and you know what the deal is
Impacts from them gats and domes get filled
Instant attacks with them macs and niggas get killed
You know how shit is you know shit is real
It's just the DFB ATP and Adamsville yeah
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Parlae:
These niggas know that we aint playin
.45 with the beam man,
a shot'll put ya top back like a sardine can
I can't stop won't stop servin these things man
You know what it is hoe they go for 18 man
I'm servin these hustlas cuz' me ima hustla
I'm connected like folk, got mo' pull then tug-a-war
I got it for cheap, yo prices can match mine
I'm plugged like snip-n-chord connected like fast line
And still in a trap, with my burn in the mail slot
Posted on the curb, get mail like a mail box
Don't fuck witcha boy, cuz you'll pay less
And im shippin out packages like UPS yup
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(Buddy)
Its that same young nigga stand out till its all gone
that same young nigga on the grind while yall gone
you know what it is with the same hood mind frame
use it if i pull it man im chewing it
when im am snipping it they say i cant change
nigga you dont want to fuck with me
all up on your blitz because im busting it
if your rushing it think twice
for what go with your first instinct
blink lights gone nigga
aint no time to think im gonna do you something wrong like george playin
week man have your ass gone by the end of the week man
the block is like a fork lift
i tried to told ya
dont get your head twisted
lift it off your shoulders
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Pimpin:
And you know what it is
got me bustin at your other dude
they say im the shit
so get your boy a toliet stool (a toliet stool)
i make the pounds and the ounces move
keep a louder beat
drop threw your spot like its fast food (bad food)
straight grippin on the wood nigga
a nigga signed again
they kept the studio in the hood nigga
im young fly and flashy linted small ballin earnin g's
pushin all the weight soon
in my hood they call me hercules
and i represent my click
so a nigga betta act cool
they know who a nigga wit because my charms and my tatoos
now you know what it is and you know my name hoe
its like e a sports
because its all in the game hoe