away You know that I'm on to you, I know what I see I see the lies reflecting in your eyes You know that I'm watching you, I know what I feel No matter
Vertaling: Rob Rock. You Know.
walk away You know that I'm on to you, I know what I see I see the lies reflecting in your eyes You know that I'm watching you, I know what I feel No
mad, cause I'm always with they bitch Then you got niggaz that just don't like me You know, the, those P.H.D. niggaz But you know I pop a lot of shit
seen it would thrill nigg If you've seen what they've seen, you would wonder Through the rain and the pain and the thunder By the time that you realized
Stick up, hands in the air You move, you lose, 'cause the Ice don't care No chance to run, don't shout Flinch an inch I'm gonna take you out Grand Larcenist
yeah, you know You my nigga, peace, to Biz Markie, yeah Boy, you know the biz, remember back on the bus When we had the bus an' was sharin' it biz? Yeah, I ain't forgot it, you
lining, Crack bone marrows having that ass crying Rob shit just like DeNiro, keeping cigars lit Fed pop but don't know shit, we camouflage with Scandals
', turn it up See the money ain't a thang So So Def, Roc-A-Fella, collabo' You know, all we do is Rock, rock on Rock, rock on Rock
you need? We got weed to get P.O.D.'d Fiend for the green leaves, give it up it's the foe sure you better lay low 'Cause the po, po creep when they roll slow If you
's a raid, put your face to pave If you try to play brave, you'll get slayed Pull down them shades, empty your pockets Watches, jewels and you'll be safe
got you If you relentless they can't stop you let 'em hang, they gone watch you Yeah, we the enemies of the world, won't let no territories homie You
tell you one thing Ain't nothing like that buddah lova bomb shit baby You right about that shit right there You know, Is that right? Heh heh Nigga you
war on drugs turned to a war on us Then AIDS just topped it off, this shit here is fucked up You either, eat or you starve, rob or go get a job Break
you know he down with us Short Dog and Doc down with us Eric B and Pimp C you know they down with us Black Rob and Eight ball down with us M.J.G. you
you in the head when I'm buckin' tha pound And I told you that I'm holiday Styles, let's celebrate Heard you gettin' money, I'll rob you right now And
now, rock-rock-right now I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now (SNOOP!!!!! DOGG!!!!!) I wanna rock right
Okay, yeah start singing Okay ha, sing, I told you don't know don't know You've got something about you You've got something I need Daughter of Aphrodite
