DA BAND - THEY KNOW LYRICS

Writer(s):DOFAT, TONY MARIO / HILL, RODNEY / WATSON, FREDDRICK
Artist: Da Band Lyrics
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Date: Originally added at 6:54 am October 07, 2003.

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[Fred] Yeah. This beat here was created in the Hamptons
[Chop] Uughhh!
[Fred] And dropped in Manhattan
[Background:] Hey-o, Hey-o
[Chop] Bad Boy's the label
[Fred] Time Shock
[Chop] Dofat's the man
[Fred] Wit Chopper from Miami to New Orleans
[Chop] Chopper City's the ***** (whoo!)
[Fred] Freddy P
[Chop] Who want war wit em'?
(Uh-huh, Uh-huh)
[Chop] Take a fall wit em'
(Uh-huh, Uh-huh)
Back against the wall wit em
(Uh-huh, Uh-huh)
[Fred] Chopper City let 'em know!

[Chopper]
I believe in gettin rich or die tryin
*****z is (?) and I'm a warrior like ninja stroll
It ain't nothin, I can show you how to pimp a ho
And if you want it, you can get it ***** - friend of foe
I keeps the mac milli low
Itchy for nothin to crack so I can snap like "what chu grillin fo'?"
****, I keeps it gutter man, you know how I do's it
I strike a kite that's my definition of stickin and movin
What you know about shoot outs for half an hour?
If you don't, you *****z is jive and act as cowards
You bouta witness City reach till' it's massive power
Boss man. I can get you *****z wacked in showers
I'm well known for what I do, but fiends call me Captain Powder
If you want it you can call on Chopper
[Whispers] Choppa! Fetti is somethin that ya boy desire
I keep the metal thing-a-mijiggy the color is copper

[Chorus: Chopper w/ Fred in the background]
I keeps it gangsta - you can ask my *****z cause they know (They know)
[Fred] Yeah
I'ma hustler that bout them pesos (pesos)
[Fred] c'mon
If you wit me then let them keys blow (keys blow)
[Fred] Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid
Throw 'em up and let ya nuts hang low now..
I keeps it gangsta - you can ask my *****z cause they know (They know)
[Fred] Holla
I'ma hustler that bout them pesos (pesos)
[Fred] Holla
If you wit me then let them keys blow (keys blow)
[Fred] Holla
Throw 'em up and let ya nuts hang low Now..

[Fred]
I love the haters cause I feed of they energy
I'm in the same business as the mutha****er on the roof who shot Kennedy
Waitin for sinners and
They see the glory and pain
You know the story bout the boy with a name
He did things like kill people and stole Kane
The hood got three lanes, Life, Death, or entertain
Now sellin's the life. In that box is the D-word
In that house by the lake wit the yacht is the Keyword
**** it, if he work and she work Da Band
We work on P.D.'s nerves
Man we probly gon clash when he hear these words
But **** it, I love that *****, he the reason we hurr
If it wasn't for him, I'd be livin to see dirt
Now lil F.P. and me, we see curves
Bend 'em - **** it the windows is tinted, so we splurge
Wit *****z that treat me like Jerry and do Steve's work

[Chorus]

[Chopper]
All I do is chill and blind hoe wit a sparkling grill
Stroke, smoke, grind and count dough by the mill's
That's real. I ride the wheels till' they fall off
Sittin still wit a sawed-off ready to blow a arm off
Oh, Lord! You don't want no problems wit dude
I'm out that Band, so you now the boy-band news
I bruise ya crew then ride out then head to the hideout
I stay wit them nines out to clear the whole block out [Gunshot]

[Fred]
Now they say "Fred you need to chill"
I been a BadBoy way before Martin of Will
I'm somewhere parked on a hill on the southside of Germany
That's what the game has earned me supportin my skills
And them girls like "Freddy, you need to stop"
How I came through like Griffin and made Cleveland hot
How they get up on the floor and make it "Breathe and Stop"
like Q-Tip - get in her ear and I bet she get in my drop

[Chorus]

[Chop] We them southside riders
[Fred] c'mon, c'mon, Look out
[Chop] Huh? Now what cha say Freddy Peezay
[Chop] We them southside riders
[Fred] c'mon, c'mon, Look out
[Chop] Huh?
[Fred] c'mon, c'mon, Look out
[Chop] Huh?
[Fred] c'mon, c'mon, Look out
[Chop] Huh?
[Fred] Get down! Get down, c'mon

[Chopper]
I like that ****! Yeah, Boi!
I'm tellin you whoa, I'm tellin- aight, I ain't gon talk

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