Courtney Branch - You Know Me lyrics

[Hook (4x)] Who am I? (radio skit: Lil' n***a 1/2 dead [Verse 1] You know who I am, you know my motherf**ing name Long Beach is the city, Dogg Pound the game 1/2 Dead steppin' true the do' With a 4-4 Everybody get faced down on the f**ing flo' And yo Give up your do' And um, give up your ho' And give me the keys the that motherf**ing 6-4 Hittin' swithces, b**hes all on my nuts Cause I drops nuttin' but funky cuts Shuts I don't know why, I be so fly Way up in the sky till the day I die I, ain't doing nuttin' but straight clownin' Rollin' true your hood, Eastside Dogg Poundin' And I don't give a f** about a n***a Cause every single day my game grows bigger And um, if a n***a really wanna show me He better hurry up and act like he know me Because [Hook (4x)] [Verse 2] I'm coming from the Eastside of the ocean With the macrobiotic lotion Now let me see your hands in the air with some motion Movin' up straight from left to right Cause we gon' rock this f**ing party like all night (ooooh weeee) Cause I don't give a f** about a punk a** cop I shoot him in his knees and watch his b**h a** drop To the ground, the Pound is my gang I told ya Now I gotta fold ya, scold ya and ??? ya And what you wanna trust ya punk You got stomp by H-D dog in his dead a** trunk (dead a** n***a) And that's how it goed and that's how it be Don't f** with a n***a from the LBC (n***a) Cause you can ??? with this mental And thrown a park f**ing with a BG with a gang of hard (n***a) So sit down befor you get smacked b**h a** n***a You know where my hard is at Because [Hook (4x)] [Verse 3] Like the I says make him say it again Cause it's the weedpin and it'll drop of gin And juice, get my caps l loose f** a gang trues And I'll re-produce Some mo' gangsta sh** for your monkey a** And n***as will be asking me how it will be so damn fast But I don't tell 'em sh** I let 'em pay for his nuts Cause like I said I drops nuttin' but funky cuts And all you hookers and ho's All lickin' my fingers So could you please back up and give me my space? Huh, cause I, gots to drop this gangsta sh** And if you to close Then p**y you'll get hit like all in yo' mouth No doubt 1/2 Dead is in the house in the Pound, in the back Ready to get yo' punk a** out, fool So back up and drink ya drink, punk n***a, befor I have to make you for your dank And um [Hook (4x)] [Outro] Yea, yea, yea, yea Lil' 1/2 Dead Yea For the motherf**ing 199-flo And ya don't stop, fool Yea