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Cole Fredy - Nigga Yeah Know lyrics
[Intro - Gangsta Boo]
 Yo, yo... What the fuck's goin' on
 With all you undercover-ass playa haters
 All motha-fuckin' snitch
 My nigga T. Rock shit
 What the fuck y'all tryin' to do?
 Y'all tryin' to hold us down or somethin'?
 Ya know what I'm sayin', you niggas can't do that
 'Cause we 'bout it baby
 Ya know what I'm sayin', it's all good
 We can see you, but you can't see us nigga
 Me and the Rockafella, T Rock baby
 ATL, Memphis, the whole motha-fuckin' south
 And you know that nigga
 [T. Rock]
 Can I begin the story of a nigga
 Tryin' to make a million for eternity
 In the city of Atlanta
 Reapin', wreck an angel from a grandma
 But it ain't no way for me to make green
 'Til my nigga T-Low introduced me 
 To Mac and The Kaze
 Then no one could stop me
 All that juice to her, I swear ?
 ? Prophet P and recruited me
 Nigga I turned to Prophet Posse
 Not a gangsta, but a getter, intellect, nationwide
 Spittin' fury out my Range and ride
 Burnin' rappers like bacon fried
 Won't you tell me who'll stop a playa 50 rollin' nationwide
 Provin' high niggas that you anxious
 Replace his thang on busterous trains and camps
 Watch us from gauges, we snatchin' your soul
 And vote it Heaven or hell, you lames can vamp it
 And you's a nigga tryna spread a story 
 'Bout some shit that didn't happen in my lifetime
 All you fakers and phonies are on the edge 
 Like a superstar man walkin' tightlines
 Ever want a nigga on the white grind
 Nationwide niggas on the rise
 Sportin' a disguise, creep up on ya
 And it don't matter what ??
 Triple 6 kill like clan and T. Rock
 Rockafella stretch a million other papers
 Won't you realize
 A nigga finally came up in the game
 All you freaks who used to dis know what you can kissCole Fredy - Nigga Yeah Know - http://motolyrics.com/cole-fredy/nigga-yeah-know-lyrics.html
 Act like I don't know, you got to deal it straight
 Now you burnin' niggas down to a crisp
 And I don't risk 'cause I'm T. R-O-C-K
 Tryna reap pay, other tricks sleeze ways
 Runnin' hoochies with gold in their mouths
 And take all of their goods, and not leave with no leave-way
 [T. Rock]
 1 - Nigga yeah know
 Nigga, yeah know
 We rollin' clean rides
 And we blowin' hella dope, nigga
Repeat 1
 [Gangsta Boo]
 Do a motha-fuckin' S.O.S.
 Step on sight, what the fuck you gonna do when you bleed?
 I'll be comin' with the Prophet Posse
 Know that Gangsta Boo
 I'm 'bout the baddest bitch that you ever seen
 How many times you wanna hold me down
 But like that named Puffy, bitch, I would not go
 All the other stupid shit that you be kickin'
 When I'm pimpin', when you slip, run into my front door
 I be rollin' with them niggas that's out the projects
 You wanna bet
 ?W-L? dub your whole motha-fuckin' chest
 Bet you bottom dolla, make you holla, wanna come and hit me
 It's money over bitches, yeah
 I'm the type of bitch that be kickin' shit
 The type of bitch that be takin' other bitches' dick
 The type of bitch that be all about a paper chip
 The type of bitch that ride with the Triple 6
 [T. Rock]
 Miss steady and the Rockafella crew can load clips
 With lyrical ???? the whole slip
 Gangsta Boo got ????? take and slap a trick down to the floor
 And give her swole lips
 [Gangsta Boo]
 It's all good, I think I got her to a 5
 Got you finally realizin' you be hypnotized
 Me and my nigga T. Rock ???
 We smoked out straight to Atlanta, live
Repeat 1 to fade











