You Know Me

[Chorus]

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 bitches 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 killas

Like suspenders on overalls, crackin bottles

Swaging n aiming hollows when niggas n solitary confinement

To the game macho..Clack clock nigga keep my shit cocked

Don't fuck 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 bitch on my side, ass 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 bitches 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 nigga, Big Swang

And I came with the Connect Gang members, and uhh

It ain't bright if we ain't light

They ain't shit nigga he ain't tight

You got it fucked 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 niggas give it up

Weather they be Crip or Blood, and the one the women love

Angelino..but she's only repect by niggas 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 bitches 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 nigga on the Porch, way to big

It's a shame how this nigga influenced them kids

Got 'em out there hustlin' and doin' the shit

And he don't do shit 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 nigga ain't under the jail

Why they treat this motherfucka like the wizard of oz

Cause I know what's happening like re-run and rogg

I'm a captain, yep the head nigga 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

Nigga I'm the president, you just a resident

In my Gangsta world, and you late with the fucking 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 bitches 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