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Running to the checkered flag, running through the Red light. Twelve came, gunning, won't pull over 'til I'm dead right. Riding to the sunrise, Counting up my new bedtime. Ain't gon' count no bitches riding with me 'less They head high. Better know. From Westside Eleven or the Bendside, All the way to Crenshaw, I'ma have my mind, Nigga, better know. Big shit, popping ain't no Little shit. Dropping bags, it's a lot to you, To me a little bit. Let 'em know. Chevy forty cal in my lap. Uh-huh. Real dope boys in the trap. Uh-huh. Big yacht, balling like a big shot. Niggas on my dick, better make room for your Big guy. Let 'em know. Ayy, I don't tongue wrestle, I don't lip box. Uh-huh. Solitaires, all I do is big rocks. I came from Dilly Rod all the way to Hitchhut. On the throne, bitch, and when I'm on, She can kick rock. Let her know. My foot up on the gas. I'm blowing money fast. You better know. I'm on these haters' ass. I know these niggas mad. Better let 'em know. Big dog, all we get Is bread, I ain't never scared. Big flex on a nigga head what I'm standing On. Big neck, big check, we done did that. Pushing weed back, better give me respect and some More. And let 'em know. Before I would book A show for a grand or so. I was selling gram right on Campbell telling hammers Though. Lane speaker, tell me what you need a Camera for. Send a hitta, hitting hoes with Centerfold. Better know. They call it balling, we just call it living. They say you live and die by your decisions. Well, I'ma push it to the limit, never mind The consequences. In the field, nigga, I'ma handle Business. Better let 'em know. On another level, my success so put together. Hit the pedal, do two hundred everywhere I go. Better 'em know. State flow, just show that they Know. On the throne, bitch, and when I'm on, She can kick rock. Let her know. My foot up on the gas. I'm blowing money fast. You better know. I'm on these haters' ass. I know these niggas mad. Better let 'em know. Skateboard P on the track. Louis duffle bag, fifty rack. Uh-huh. Popping so obnoxious, I ain't got no country Promo like I still got a pocket full of Crack. All they do is fight for number two 'cause I'm the one. Uh-huh. Still make it play with the ones. All we know is success, hitta with some rich Sex. Good looking, your bitch back, she forever mine 'til I let her go. Better know, Let, let 'em know. Better know, let, let, let 'em know. Better know, let, let, let 'em know. Better know, let, let, let 'em know. My foot up on the gas. I'm blowing money fast. You better know. I'm on these haters' ass. I know these niggas mad. Better let 'em know
T.I. — LET 'EM KNOW
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