Hi-C

Hi-C - Let Me Know lyrics

rate me

(feat. DJ Quik)

[Hi-C]

Yeah, ahh

Yeah, Hi-Life

Uhh, naw

Here we go, yeah

Now this is for the ladies and all my dawgs

C'mon, get your ass up off the wall

All you had to do is give Crawf a call

And watch me come through and get it crackin y'all

I'm still breakin bricks with the homey Quik

We try to get it down just as far as it gets

Cause all I have to do is hop back and spit

And watch all the lil' mommas start havin fits

When I slide through the city in my Escalade

I ain't worryin 'bout shit, cause we extra paid

Tryin to stay sharp as a razor blade

And you thinkin 'bout now that we got it made

And I'ma take you right down, that ain't the case

Ain't nuttin like mo' chips in my safe

Stop skinnin and grinnin all in my face

'fore I cock back and show you how my pistol taste

[Chorus: voice box]

If you're pimpin let me know, yeah

But if you're simpin let me go, ho

Cause if you're flossin this don't show, yeah

And I ain't got no time for hoes

Don't wanna see you no mo'

[Hi-C]

You can be black as smoke from a motorboat

Or white as a egg minus all the yolk

On 20 inch spokes or flat out broke

We can do the thang loc cause y'all my folks

I'm out in the street tryin to beat the heat

Break and shake shackles up off my feet

Po' out a little drank for the ones to see

Man I miss you Mausberg, homey rest in peace

I'm just down here goin through the day to day

Chasin pay, smash if you in my way

With 3 dimes and I'm lookin for a place to lay

Black Tone, where you at homey? (ANDELE!)

When we get a lil' drink we don't fight or fuss

But we do barbecue, slap bones and cuss

So let's get it get it hit it hit it ballin wild

If you wanna get freak just "call mi now!"

[Chorus]

[DJ Quik]

I'm role model (role model?) I roll models in and out of my room

at night lookin guilty with they hole hollow (oh!)

Now hit the light switch, and turn 'em back on

And take off them clothes so I can see if youse the type (ooh man)

Be a sad day in L.A. if I ain't ballin (yup)

Be no dubs spinnin, dudes drankin, broads callin (nope)

Cause I've been runnin up tabs since I was 19

And tryin to spend the rest of my life with the right team (who that?)

Me and Crawf Dog (Crawf) we been off y'all (off)

Off of 2 dime pieces and playin softball

They swallow golf balls (golf) they swallowed Crawf Dog (Crawf)

They swallowed me and that's why I see we been off y'all (off)

At the sports bar, drinkin Chopan and Mucal and Adios Mother

Give me another, cause I'm loaded

I dropped the bomb and her lil' drawers exploded

If you think we ain't mackin miss, you moldy

[Chorus x2]

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