2 PISTOLS - You Know Me lyrics
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Somethin serious... Shorty you know wat it is
I know you shorty,
you know me
and you know I can't leave these streets,
hustlin is in my veins
shorty wish I could stay
but for now just pray for me.
I know you shorty,
you know me
so hard for me to leave these blocks
got my head tied in a knot
always runnin from the cops
prayin that I don't get Knocked
2 pistols
You know I push it to the limit
sun up, sun down,
baby I got to get it, gotta get it... I gotta get it
You know I push it to the limit
sun up, sun down,
baby I got to get it, gotta get it... I gotta get it
Baby girl,
you know my situation.
I know sometime you get impatient.
I be on tha grind.
You be at tha house,
probably think I'm at another broad house fuckin around
Shorty I'm gettin money
more than I've ever seen.
True Religion jeans,
I know you like those.
That's why I buy'em for ya
Smile for me.
You can't believe them hatin hoes,
they be lyin on me.
i Keep a nine on me,
you know they plottin on me,
you just keep that pu**y tight.
I'm comin home early.
I gotta get it, get it.
I can't leave the streets.
I did'nt choose tha hustle, tha hustle chose me.
I know you shorty,
you know me
and you know I can't leave these streets,
hustlin is in my veins
shorty wish I could stay
but for now just pray for me.
I know you shorty,
you know me,
so hard for me to leave these blocks
got my head tied in a knot
always runnin from the cops
prayin that I don't get knocked
2 pistols
You know I push it to the limit
sun up, sun down,
baby I got to get it, gotta get it... I gotta get it
You know I push it to the limit
sun up, sun down,
baby I got to get it, gotta get it... I gotta get it
Streets keep callin,
the block keep on watchin.
You're my shorty,
hope'n you stay down
be with me win or lose.
Girl my heart is
always with you,
don't get confused.
Just hold me down,
I promise that we'll make it through.
I'm gettin money 24/7 life as a hustler,
they wanna throw away the key and lock a ni**a up,
I remember when they put me in handcuffs.
I look you in tha eye "
Shawty what u cryin for? "
I'll be out in the morning,
baby post bail.
Get your hair done
cause I'm comin straight over there.
I trust her with tha money,
shorty so real.
I put them diamonds on her,
Just to show I care.
You stuck with a ni**a,
in and out of jail.
I know you love me baby,
I put you through hell.
I gotta get it, get it.
I can't leave the streets.
I did'nt choose tha hustle, tha hustle chose me
I know you shorty,
you know me
and you know I can't leave these streets,
hustlin is in my veins
shorty wish I could stay
but for now just pray for me.
I know you shorty,
you know me,
so hard for me to leave these blocks
got my head tied in a knot
always runnin from the cops
prayin that I don't get knocked.
2 pistols
You know I push it to the limit
sun up, sun down,
baby I got to get it, gotta get it... I gotta get it
You know I push it to the limit
sun up, sun down,
baby I got to get it, gotta get it... I gotta get it
I know you shorty,
you know me
and you know I can't leave these streets,
hustlin is in my veins
shorty wish I could stay
but for now just pray for me.
I know you shorty,
you know me,
so hard for me to leave these blocks
got my head tied in a knot
always runnin from the cops
prayin that I don't get knocked.
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