Young Maylay - You Know Me lyrics

[Chourus] I roll my good up, In my Khakies Throw my hood up, keep it OG You know it mayne, I got the hood with me I got the hood with me But these b**hes get this money Got my thang out, keep it on me, you know it mayne I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me [Verse 1: WC] Dub-Cuda, Lick can I get robbin' Over here we the headbangers like the hit squad.. All chrome with the raw flow, shake up the audience Like mike vick walking in the dogg show Like giraffe dicks standing tall over y'all Hangin' with k**as Like suspenders on overalls, crackin bottles Swaging n aiming hollows when n***as n solitary confinement To the game macho..Clack clock n***a keep my sh** co*ked Don't f** with me ya'll I'm in the zone like a zip lock Stay G'd up, out to get my green up Blue Chevy,counting bags of money like a brink truck Guaranteed at least slangin sticks like shina e Bad b**h on my side, a** like Alicia Keys,feel the breeze Don't retire nicky please..on the 110 with my dickies to My knees... [Hook] I roll my good up, In my Khakies Throw my hood up, keep it OG You know it mayne, I got the hood with me I got the hood with me But these b**hes get this money Got my thang out, keep it on me, you know it mayne I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me [Verse 2: Maylay] Breath of fresh air,yes,yeah it's Maylay n***a, Big Swang And I came with the Connect Gang members, and uhh It ain't bright if we ain't light They ain't sh** n***a he ain't tight You got it f**ed up It's all or nothin',we brawl n bust'em Till they put me in the coffin of the car and I'm coffed in And to my next opponent, don't even rest a moment I'm so West! (Hell Yes!)with no extra's on it L.A. Dodgers, AK,Choppers and the kids hit the graves Way before they momma's ( That's a shame ! ) So I rep the hat, yeah you can bet ya that Capital CA mayne,and check the Tat Recognise why the realist n***as give it up Weather they be Crip or Blood, and the one the women love Angelino..but she's only repect by n***as run from green coats n don't testify [Hook] I roll my good up, In my Khakies Throw my hood up, keep it OG You know it mayne, I got the hood with me I got the hood with me But these b**hes get this money Got my thang out, keep it on me, you know it mayne I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me [Verse 3: Ice Cube] Now I'm an old n***a on the Porch, way to big It's a shame how this n***a influenced them kids Got 'em out there hustlin' and doin' the sh** And he don't do sh** but sit and scratch on his dick And it's not good that the hood is under a spell It's a wonder why this n***a ain't under the jail Why they treat this motherf**a like the wizard of oz Cause I know what's happening like re-run and rogg I'm a captain,yep the head n***a in charge Pull Air Force One, up out the garage I'm the grand puba You part of my lodge You mortals better pay, respect to the Gods You can cuss more, I'm Mount Rushmore Now you can sell more, You still Al Gore n***a I'm the president, you just a resident In my Gangsta world, and you late with the f**ing rent! [Hook] I roll my good up, In my Khakies Throw my hood up, keep it OG You know it mayne, I got the hood with me I got the hood with me But these b**hes get this money Got my thang out, keep it on me, you know it mayne I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me