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Chamillionaire Lyrics
U Already Know Lyrics
Boys in the hood 'bout making that pay Stay underground (on the grind) every
day all day They don't say much but they mean what they say What they
mind on the money and the game don't play
(Paul Wall) When the base
going down better protect ya neck Boys steady dripping when they gone off
the wet, cuz Ya better swallow ya project They have you scared to throw
up ya hood on ya own set, cuz I'm talking bout those boys running from cops
They don't run they mouth, they too busy running they block Ya better be
fast thinking u can run from a glock Snap, crackle, pop soon as u run up u
get dropped I know boys with out guns that'll still come jack you Have
you running from your car before they even attack you If you scared you
better not show it at all Put a mug upon ya face like u ready to brawl I
know boys that's unemployed still working that work, patna (partner)
Curiosity will get boys hurt You didn't see nothing, u didn't hear
nothing, u don't know nothing Spill ya beans they ready to blow something
(Chorus) Oh no When the lights off on the block
Don't go
Boys on the corner with glocks Don't go When ya hear shots in the
parking lot Don't go It's about to go down U ALREADY KNOW (2X)
(Chamillionaire) It's Koopa Listen, here lizard, lizard, lizard
Say ya cocking and popping it Say that ya glock a get Unloaded
leaving wet and suck in wash it get Some nigga loading eject bullets like
floppy disc Some niggas talk like they will but they the opposite Thugs
and thieve with a dozen keys Serve quarterpounders that don't come with
cheese Hustles breath with love with g's And know they telling lies when
they see the judge and plead You honor it wasn't me he get lock And as
soon as ya boy get hot He start right where he stopped Can't go on the
block with a knot in ya sock and don't glock Without making by way to
getting got or get shot Oh no If ya scared to represent ya ghetto
Then don't throw Up ya hood at all u ain't raw Its going' show
We don't recognize real heated right Just a little advice for the niggas
living that life
(Chorus) Oh no When the lights off on the block
Don't go Boys on the corner with glocks Don't go When ya
hear shots in the parking lot Don't go It's about to go down U
ALREADY KNOW (2X)
(Paul Wall) I eat n sleep n shit n pour gin
My block be hotter than some muthafuckin pork skins Ignore twin cause I
be having attitudes Ain't no such thing as gratitude on my avenue
Attitude adjustment we all need I pray to lord two inch starters will in
me Come from the heart that's why boys are feeling me I den whipped up
soft and brought back some orgies This is for my niggas in the jail, my
niggas on probation Knowing if they violate what kind of time they face
Hustling anyway minimum wage ain't nathin You want cash right now, huh,
fuck being patient Live life every day like it's yo last day Smoke some
weed; dump your problems in the ashtray On Sunday shine yo glass like
cascade Fuck moving slow, hop in the fast lane
(Chorus) Oh no
When the lights off on the block
Don't go Boys on the corner
with glocks Don't go When ya hear shots in the parking lot Don't go
It's about to go down U ALREADY KNOW (2X)
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