John Silva. - About That lyrics

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John Silva. - About That lyrics

[Daz Dillinger] Hey! What the f** is up! You know what time it is up in this BEITCH! Dat, n***a, DAZZZZZZZZZZ [Chorus] What'chu know (what'chu know) about that (about that) - {*3X*} ... about that, what'chu know about that [Daz Dillinger] When you see me comin n***a, you know it's not a dream Get your guns out, blast at your motherf**in team f** a triple beam, it's digital now I'm a real gangsta n***a, come check my profile Chop it up, chop it up, chop up the work (work) Everybody 'round here goin all berzerk (zerk) Check him on the chirp, get a quote for it Whether they rock it up, or the fiends snort it Either way I'ma stay paid, whether or not 'Til then I'ma knock the hardest n***a on your block Your homeboy got knocked out The young n***as 'round us, that's what they about (about) We get {?}, get that, we die and we multiply West coast, n***as yeah we ride Ride and let it slide, {?} Motherf**ers out when we both collide, all y'all know [Chorus] - 2X [Daz Dillinger] What'chu know about six-fo' dippin (dippin) What'chu know about West coast rippin (WEST COAST~!) What'chu know about a n***a on the grind What'chu know about a n***a when he shine What'chu know about gettin yo' a** beatdown All the way down to the motherf**in ground What'chu know about cappin a rat What'chu know about stackin them stacks Tell me somethin different, I'll tell you wrong n***as don't last long, n***as gotta stay strong This what I know, I'm back in the game Since I peeped game, sh** won't be the same Don't you know about packin them gats (brrrrrrrrap) Don't you know about bustin a cap Don't you know about D-A-Z Motherf**er, you know I'm from the D-P-G [Chorus] - 2X [Daz Dillinger] Well I was walkin down the street boppin my head to the beat While my JVC's vibrate the concrete Dank fell out of my pocket and I picked it back up The policeman said FREEZE, put your hands up What'd I do, I think about that and I bust back f** that, get this pig capped Dippin down the boulevard, whippin and I'm hittin cars Diggy Daz the rap star, up for a murder charge In cell, {?} What a f**in threat, yo a n***a's soakin wet What about it, you know I'm stuck between a hard rock Me and the cop, or bein free just to rule the block A lesson to be learned, the weak get burned Whatever you didn't earn'll turn back on yo' a** when it turns Now quit it I admit it that I didn't did it If I admit it I wouldn't be acquitted [Chorus] - 2X