Let Em Know

Woke up this morning, feeling like Rocky

Back to myself, yeah, I'm motherfucking cocky

If I take off all the chains we can play a lil' hockey

You know we playing with the chopsticks, have you leaking sake'

Let me tell you 'bout the story from Huaraches to Versaces

My partner pulled up, I had to step it up Hibachi

Three bowls on the side, yeah, you know, a lil' broccoli

Choppers in the car, got my own paparazzi

Stars on the ceiling, confidence is on a trillion

Where them bad bitches at?

Let me know you in the building

Last time I hit the counters yeah my bet was a million

Last time I hit the club, shit, I could've bought the building

I'm 'bout to him 'em with the sauce, sauce they ass for a minute

Like my Philly **** say get in my bag for a minute

They like, where you been, Young?

Shit was bad for a minute

All them clown **** winnin' shit was sad for a minute

I'ma make these **** get on they shit dog

Do nothing else, I can write a hit, though

I'ma need five bricks before the show go

Plus another 20k just to throw dough

I done have 'bout all I can take, dog

I'ma show you how to kill 'em when they hate, dog

Sometime you gotta let a **** know though

Sometime you gotta fuck a **** ho, dog

You **** gon' learn who to fuck with (Let 'em know)

Y'all hoes gon' miss me with the fuck shit

Took it out the bag, mixed it with the yellow bucks

Went to sleep, woke up, in a yellow what

Do better, any **** gonna hate

Keep it solid, any **** gonna flake mo'

Yeah, super **** music need a cape, ho

Now peace been restored in a day, ho

I don't fuck around with too many rap ****

Reason being I don't fuck around with cap ****

See, the problem is there way too many blood ****

Which in turn mean there ain't enough drug dealers

I put my **** in them trenches with four one

Still sleeping with the tunic by the door

Like, where you been, yo?

This shit went bad for a minute

All them clown **** winnin' shit was sad for a minute

I'ma make these **** get on they shit, though

Do nothing else, I can write a hit, though

I'ma need five bricks before the show go

Plus another twenty K just to throw dough

I done have 'bout all I can take, dawg

I'ma show you how to kill 'em when they hate, dawg

Sometime you gotta let a **** know though

Sometime you gotta fuck a **** over, dawg

**** hate me, I can see it in they eye, though

Type of **** sitting waiting on your demise though

Couldn't walk a mile in it (They ain't decide though)

I'ma show what you been like, surprise dog

You a old ass ****, can't start shit

You old ass **** ain't buy shit

You know we bought out all the chains for the gold diggers

And we bought out all the things for the old ****

You count money in this motherfucker, what it do?

Got a pocket full of hunnids, and I bet they blue

Hard dick and bubblegum, no pillow talk

And I ain't gotta say much, I let the skrilla talk

Been laid out front for a tame ****

And I'm acting like my shit don't stink, ****

The general P milla on the tape, ****

Y'all 'bout to make me start put a ring ****

I'ma make these **** get on they shit, though

Do nothing else, I can write a hit, though

I'ma need five bricks before the show go

Plus another twenty K just to throw dough

I done have 'bout all I can take, dawg

I'ma show you how to kill 'em when they hate, dawg

Sometime you gotta let a **** know though

Sometime you gotta fuck a **** over, dawg