T.Y. – They Know

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[Chorus](x2)
Nigga know how I’m coming
Nigga know how I play it
Nigga know I ain’t scared
You go against me and I got ya’
You know I’m bout my bread
Short me I’ll bust ya’ head
Don’t bring me on the edge, ’cause I promise you ain’t gon’ like me

[Verse 1]
I be coolin’ but get me out there then I act a fool
I’m a real go getter let T.Y. show you what to do
Hundred after hundred how I like ’em, keep them blues comin’
Me and X show them hoes no love, we the Blues Brothers
Riding by myself all day, me and the K
Broke the safety off that bitch so it’s easier to spray
Really ’bout you business? Huh, then come and fuck with me
Learned to love the game even though it showed no love to me
All the gangsters thug with me, strapped in the club with me
Clip full of hollows for the nigga that keep on muggin’ me
Left the spot with a dub on me, to the paper I be runnin’
Gettin’ to it like it’s nothing
I look around and I see all these hoes wana fuck me

[Chorus](x2)
Nigga know how I’m coming
Nigga know how I play it
Nigga know I ain’t scared
You go against me and I got ya’
You know I’m bout my bread
Short me I’ll bust ya’ head
Don’t bring me on the edge, ’cause I promise you ain’t gon’ like me

[Verse 2]
Stuck to the plan now I’m the man
Got diamonds on both my hands
I hope you payin’ attention to what I’m sayin’
I need that bag to be filled up with cash
Hoes on the boat, prolly had cost a hundred grand
Don’t know why this bitch still tryna get my attention
Only thing I got on my mind is running up them digits
Had enough time to play around now I’m handling business
Imma show the world how Son of a Gangsta get busy
Roll that special feel with the carrots in the middle of it lookin’ like a salad
Money could make anybody happy
A chopper could turn anything tragic
In the Lac’ with that blue magic
The hustle only thing that really matter
‘Bout to make my bank account fatter
And these pictures don’t need a caption

[Chorus](x2)
Nigga know how I’m coming
Nigga know how I play it
Nigga know I ain’t scared
You go against me and I got ya’
You know I’m bout my bread
Short me I’ll bust ya’ head
Don’t bring me on the edge, ’cause I promise you ain’t gon’ like me

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