J.R. Writer - What You Know About Crack Feat. Juelz Santana lyrics

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Saga

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

What you know about crack

What you know about crack

What you know about crack, hey

Hook

J.R. Writer:

Dont you know I keep a key in the V, duck The D's, get my clout back

At the house trap, chop 'em up and bring 'em out pack

What you know about crack

What you know about crack

What you know about crack

I know all about crack

I'll show you how to bubble from a pebble to a rock

Put the metal in your sock and it settle at the top nigga

What you know about crack

What you know about crack

What you know about crack

I know all about crack

Verse 1

J.R Writer:

See me in your hood, know I'm good

Shit I keep the Glock

Wish a nigga would be wood with their Caesar Chops (Hey)

Cuz we don't speak alot (Hey)

Fuck if he G or not (Hey)

Soon as I squeeze a shot (Hey)

He'll have to see a doc (Hey )

I'm on another level (Yessir)

Man just give me my props (Yessir)

Fuck how much money you get, you'll never be as hot (Yessir)

And that's forever true (Whoa)

My bling is F-in' blue (Whoa)

I'll pop up at your shows and just upset your crew (Whoa)

Who you think you robbin' (Whoa)

I'll bring dem Heaklers through (Whoa

You couldn't take this cold off my neck with Theraflu (Whoa)

Cuz see I bring 'em out (Out)

You got an ignint mouth (What)

I'll put one in your brain, let's see what you been thinkin' 'bout

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Verse 2

Juelz Santana:

I be up in the mornin' in the kitchen doin' dirty work

Pots, pans, dishes, boxers on and a dirty shirt

All my bitches drink so they know how to work-w-work

But B better hit me on my Nextel chirpy-chirp

And I'll be there in a jiffy

Wit' a bag fulla Jiffy

I aint talkin' 'bout peanut butter either brother (Uh-Uh)

Who you know get that roll rock key that's pure

The same color as Clorox Bleach (White)

Who you know can take 4, 5 Gs

Open up the sunroof, throw it out, let it breeze (Me)

Plus you know I keep a thing-thang sittin'

Stuff for more stuffin' than a turkey on Thanksgiving

And I'm T-R-U to the G-A-M-E 'til the wheels fall off, gas on empty (Oh)

I do it bigger than (Oh)

You and your niggaz can (Oh)

I know about crack

What you know about that (Ay)

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