You Know My Name lyrics

Artist  : Paris 
Song : You Know My Name



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About this scratch, I blast, pass the mask, we
mash

Careenin' though these back streets, gats gleam
in my lap

A shame it came to this, aimin' 'cause them
niggas don't listen

The sweat is glistenin', I grimace, 'bout to
service these sentences

On the trigger, I know them niggas, soon as we
start

And get the clip to spittin', counterfeits'll
shit in they drawers

Don't really want none, but somethin' got them
niggas mistaken

Thinkin' that music make 'em safe, I cross 'em
out with a K

Now renegades, disperse, attitudes get worse

You'll see these niggas on the news if I burst
and get 'em first

Servin' all these nut swallowin' followers in
they mouth

Spittin' clips in they Impalas, Inshallah and we
out

What we about, is justice and freedom, fuck the
rest

Black women more than asses and breast

I test any nigga disagreein', pee on wannaGs,
remember me?

P-Dog, motherfucka I'm raw, follow my lead

Now fuck 'em if they famous, we ventilate they
craniums

Entertainers know they places, if they fake then
we aimin

I pray and blaze, comin' fully raised, obey

I'm on that Che, make these niggas behave, now
what you sayin'?



You Know My Name (P-Dog)

Motherfucka we raw, who claimin' Mob Boss without
no balls, them niggas soft

You Know My Name (P-Dog)

I'm blitzin' niggas with hits, they counterfeits
but they still talk shit without a clip

You Know My Name (P-Dog)

We see them bustas and rush 'em with no
discussion, let the battle cry sound, we puts it
down

You Know My Name (P-Dog)

Ain't nothin' funny at all, I'd rather blast, put
these niggas in casts, fuck all ay'all



Since we servin' I'm puttin' brothers on
alert

Put the first nigga trippin' in dirt, don't leave
'em hurt

Way too heinous, we show 'em our demeanor is
meanest

Who wanna see us when I pop? The soldier shit
don't stop, fuck any cop

You know how we do, so glad to meet you

If you haven't heard, I'm raisin' the curb,
hopin' you see through

These plastic-ass Nittis, Corleones and Locs

Leave these niggas lookin' shitty, Noriegas is
jokes

Now call your folks, and let 'em know

Paris wreckin' any nigga imitatin' these crackas
upon they records

See me check 'em, these bitches rather switch
then fight

While niggas civil rights dwindle Kristal is what
they into

But I refrain, they petty as change, complain

Niggas playahatin' but ain't knowin' the game

I shame cowards like a scarlet letter, I'm much
better

Leave these niggas chasin' chedda impaired, I
think they scared

Step into my lair, careers crushed, while my
2-strike niggas test nuts

I'm thumbin' through my Murderdog, niggas all
look like clones

Same clothes, same fake-ass pose, you know my
motherfuckin' name



(P-Dog)

Motherfucka we raw, who claimin' Mob Boss without
no balls, them niggas soft

You Know My Name (P-Dog)

I'm blitzin' niggas with hits, they counterfeits
but they still talk shit without a clip

You Know My Name (P-Dog)

We see them bustas and rush 'em with no
discussion, let the battle cry sound, we puts it
down

You Know My Name (P-Dog)

Ain't nothin' funny at all, I'd rather blast, put
these niggas in casts, fuck all ay'all



It's plain to see, you can't change me, 'cause
I'ma be a soldier for life (4x)