You Know How It Goes 歌詞
You Know How It Goes Feat. Timbo King - RZA
Listen man listen
Listen this COD B CCF Division
Killa Beez holla at your boy knowhatimean
We right here man just two niggas
Who that's gon' crush something man
The building just gon' come the **** down
Man
And everything just gon' fall apart
G knowhatimean
Anything that's under it is dead gone
And everything is
Just gon' be a 'to be continued'
Youknowhatimean
Bo king nigga
Free murda bo king aiyo
Crush something
Aiyo block work
Early morning rise and shine
When my goons come around
Son hide your shine
Got street smarts
Dumb at it you do the math
Add one burner automatic
And sum these
Ankle shots yeah
Hit both knees
If bo gon' blast
Then bo gon' squeeze
Why should I floss
When the price cost nothing
Phat whip with the crib
Pa that's nothing
******* in the truck
Face down mouth *******
Nutted on her and climb
Yo rest in peace Danny 6-9
Off of Broadway
Coke rock the raw way
We in the hallway
All day all day
We in the hallway
All day all day
We in the hallway
Word to my momma we murder
Murder
Bo king and Free murda
Yo got you while you was eating
Dog drop that chalupa
Hungry pig now watch I shoot ya
That Glock to ya
Put shots through ya
That you can't regret
Hollows travel through your body
That can't eject
Now you gotta walk around
Looking bad like rejects
Got a thousand niggas gon' get you
That you ain't see yet
Kill all that noise about you was
Looking for him
Looking for me
When you was just looking at him
Looking at me
Still ain't do nothing
Through all the ice
Like you was gon' do something
All you do is nothing
Just wasting my time
That **** is terrible
How you just wasted your mind
They say a mind is a
Terrible thing to waste
Now you end up with
A terrible name to face
Free murda niggas
Acting dumb like they ill
'Cuz we murder
When you catch the gun to your grill
You know how it goes
When you take what's mine
What's mine
Snubnose facing your spine
Your spine
Word to my momma
We murder murder
Bo king and Free murda
Aiyo amongst murderers
Niggas who love to kill
Robbers and thieves
Niggas that love to steal
Yeah you **** around
You can lose your legs
I got cats that'll do
You in the grime Emmy
The nine semi'
Yeah you don't want it
Fort Knox got dips
We hold knots like jets
Big money bags
Chains and whips
******* like that ****