Let Me Know

All my harlem my bk
back uptown baby, lennox ave

We bout to spit hospitable
Physical, but s**t is gettin critical
The way cats bitin is dispicable
Pitiful, unoriginal, this s**t is miserable
I'm a businessman, I ain't tryin to be lyrical
d*mn it's a miracle, thought y'all was veterans
Wish your flow was ill huh?
Mine was your medicine
Now you're in the game
Lame sound the best you've ever been
Play right I'll catch you late night nigg* like Letterman
Get thirty thou now your actions begun
Actin and fun nigg* after taxes you're done
Cars impounded, New York must stop bitin and start writin
And start malice(?)
When the fk we start bouncin?
We stash ounces, make a nigg* start clownin
We spark round and nigg* that's your heart poundin'

CHORUS
Yo you fly? Let me know
Yo you high? Let me know
You wanna cry? Let me know
You wanna die? Let me know
You want raw? Let me know
You sound raw Let me know
You want a war? Let me know
You on tour? Let me know
You sell crack? Let me know
You bust yo gat? Let me know
You sell weed? Let me know
Well where the trees? Let me know
You a fed? Let me know
She give head? Let me know
It's aight? Let me know
You wanna fight? Let me know

Yo I get dough any way
I can flow any way
Yo you rap about money, man, who are you anyway?
C'mon, all my jewels ice and gray
And nigg* might I say
I'm Mister Rogers status, change twice a day
Any beef you let me know, I'll be there right away
And when I'm rhyming, I've always got the right of way
I got some cats that'll come down here right away
To take your as* right away
Believe me you could die today
We explode and bullets we reload and killers speak in code
So please let me know
You get fly? Let me know
He get high? Let me know
Take his jewels and his rolls(?)
Eat his food to let him know(???)
You can't come to the hood, we got glocks to squeeze
With rocks and G's and that s**t looks hot on me
So gimme that, little man, I'm bout to pocket it right
I make this look good, you wasn't rockin it right

CHORUS

You the type of cat, wanna marry your lover
And to the end of earth 4(???), huh, like mario brother
Better carry your rubber
Now you done this street, Me I gun this V(???)
Somethin to see, and man, ain't nothin to me
Not my man, not my style
Not my fam, not my pal
Not my click, not my type
Hell no we not alike
You get knocked, you sit in a cell
Get r*ped, b*tch, and you yell
Turn homo, kiss and you tell
b*tch nigg*, walk with a switch nigg*
Why you switch nigg*?, talk high pitched nigg*?
You know how we get ?
Bla! bla! bla! bla!
That's how we get
Big drinkers, me and 6 figures
Bout to be some real, real real real real real real
Rich
Big , talk slick nigg*
Got s**t to spit nigg*

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