Testo Nahmeanuheard

[Dwnlzy]Where my skateboarding niggas at?[Chorus 2x: Dwnlzy]I know you heard, know you heardI know you niggas heardKnow you heard, know you heardI know you bitches heardKnow you heard, know you heardI know you all heardWhat what what what what what what what!Tell me you heard![N.O.R.E.]Yo, yo, yo, yo pull that nigga over, snatch the nigga out the RoverDat dat dat, gun shots all overAnd I wasn't there, but if I wasThere'd been a lot more gun shots goin off then they wasSo, tell 'em hoes to fix they wigYou see my stomach all round, my dick all bigAnd my guns come mixed like Robin kidsN.O. fuck ya wife, snatch ya iceAnd my coke come white, like Barkley wifeCan't stand how, these niggas be frontinDumpin off 8 shots, ain't hurtin nuttinAnd who gives a fuck bout, who's spirits is better?As long as my shit is dope when I put it togetherMe and Swizz with another one, hot foreverAnd you can call Violator, for show that you whoofI like a Swizz beat, shit already come with a hook, it go[Chorus][N.O.R.E.]Yo, yo, yo, aiyyo it's hope sittin, motherfuckers know meEverytime I drop an album, niggas O.D.Though I send slugs at ya, and ruin your dayYour like "man there's holes in me, it won't go away"And I'ma straight sergeon, I'll change ya face upYou'll have no ear, when I lace ya shape upCause really N.O., I don't fuck with niggasAnd if you even met me, you just a lucky niggaNiggas always talk about how much jewels they gotBut nigga I talk guns, that's usually hotAnd 9 times out of 10 they gon usually popIt's like herpes, it won't go away, it stay hotMan, I be spittin like these niggas is deadCause I'ma get my money, these niggas is deadSo what, I be hype, I be ready to bucFrom the closet, I keep my fuckin gear in the truck, it go[Chorus][N.O.R.E.]Yo, yo, yo, got the Lap Truck, tell them hoes to lap upHit me on the 2-way, my phone is tapped upMatta fact, don't even hit me, it's too much lowBut if ya hit me on the pager, then use them codesI got the feds on me, I'm supplying the cokeAnd don't flash no money, I act tight brokeCause man, I'm in this game with somethin to proveOnly been a hood tour, no smoke to grooveI was on a record label that loved to looseNo promotions, lucky when we hit the newsBeef, it don't bother us, we got God with usRip some pieces of niggas, we got 'Card with usMan, Swizz'd drop it, I'm ready to do itDon't think a nigga nice, these niggas is stupidMan, signed a deal, rap'd sellAnd these niggas straight gay, these niggas is squeel, it go[Chorus]