Bun B

Bun B - Let 'em Know lyrics

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R.I.P. Guru!

GangStarr 4 Life!

Goddamn, Primo!

Long time comin', baby!

History in the making...

It's goin down!

Talk to 'em, Prem!

We fuckin with Primo! - It-it-it's, it's goin down, baby! "

Okay! - Bun is on the mic - Premier's on the track

The South is in the house, now what can fuck with that?

And what can fuck with this? - I take shots and don't fuckin' miss

First on your baby mama bucket list!

You on some sucka shit, might as well suck a dick

Cause you bein a bitch just for the fuck of it!

And when I fuckin' spit, niggaz get to tuckin' shit

Tryna duck down wherever they can fuckin' get!

They better ask somebody

'Fore I have Big Truck pass the shotty and blast somebody,

Bitch! - Mastered the flow, the gun and the hand game

Now I'm resurrectin a REAL nigga campaign!

Fake-ass niggaz, we snatch 'em out the damn rain

Take they damn chain, hit 'em with the damn thang!

BANG! - Now that's what happen when the trigger blow.

Ayo Premier, let a motherfuckin' nigga know!

Okay! - Bun is on the mic - Premier's on the track

The South is in the house - now what can fuck with that?

And who can fuck with me? - You not built up

I'll break ya bitch-ass down and leave you filled up!

See that's how blood get spilled up, 'cause you all grilled up

And got the hammer on you, but it's still tucked.

'Cause you scared to pull it! - Even mo' scared to POP

You ain't a gangsta, you need to stop!

I'm a type of nigga pull up at a evening spot

Squeeze and pop niggaz 'til they weave and drop,

Ock! - You the type that gotta call in the goons

I come one deep, strapped like an army platoon.

When I get to +Gladiatin'+ on haters like Leonidas

Niggaz gonna have to admit that he the tightest!

You talk a big game mayne, but mine's bigger bro.

Ayo Premier, let a motherfuckin' nigga know!

Okay! - Bun is on the mic - Premier's on the track

The South is in the house - now what can fuck with that?

And who can fuck with us? Better bring your mic game

Mike Jordon, Mike Tyson, Big Mike, mayne!

Big dough, big flow, big fight game

Take you out the zone! - Put you in the right frame!

Take you out yor home, middle of the night, mayne.

Wrap you up tight, put yo' ass on the night train.

That's right mayne! - And it's the right time

In the right game to get rich like a white mayne.

Tryna see how much paper that I might gain

While I still keep it trill in what I write, mayne.

Yeah! - So let's see who we could trouble most

By hittin' these haters with a double dose.

Toast! - We got it locked like a figure-fo'.

Ayo Premier, let a motherfuckin' nigga know!

BITCH!

Yeaaah!

PA to PV, nigga!

Bun Beeda!

DJ Premier!

Legends... in the... game!

You don't know?

Now you know, bitch!

Threw ya hoe-ass around...

While real niggaz come down!

Haha!

Yeaaah!

Premo, I was waitin' on that shit, nigga!

I been waitin on this shit since... "DJ Premier was in Deep Concentration"!

Hahaha!

My motherfuckin', nigga!

Love you, boy!

Real rap shit!

Real nigga shit!

We GONE!

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