Young Buck - Ya Betta Know It lyrics

Ho, n***as got it f**ed up for real Supa thug in my bandanna Got my face covered Watch me roll this quarter ounce blunt, And don't waste nothin' b**h i know you hate me But you wont say nothin' Me and my AK huntin' Since you wanna taste somethin' I don't pay for sh** But i will take the hit Pull the Benz out And pull the pin out And make 'em quit Don't compare me to them coward n***as You been b**hin' with Out there swimmin' in that water We gon' see how deep it gets We don't drive by We get out and walk by Parties in the street Yellow tape, white chalk lines Cant afford to let em blow it Right now i'm ready for it Realist n***a in this rap sh** b**h you better know it I just think you better know it You better know it (x8) 26 inches A problem, i just bought me This should be ridiculous, n***as k** for this versache First i hit the lights Hit the gas Watch me open up my stash I reach in, get my strap Yeah, then put on my mask Got a face full of teardrops Still you aint no goon n***as die right here on this block This ain't no cartoon Put bulletholes all in ya gucci Let you pick the spot On where to let a n***a Shoot ya a** Chopper cut ya head Hit his leg till it strike out Let him think he made it Then ya knock his whole life out Borrow money b**h Go to jail, i'm gettin' right out Stop and see my kids Then i'm on the next flight out I just think you better know it You better know it (x17)