Let Em Know 2018 Remaster E

The Lix, yeah. Smoke with me. Yeah. I make it bounce 'til the bumper touch. The bitch wanna fuck, but she talk too much. If this is our castle, then we keep it Plush. The Lix, J. Wells, and my nigga Kurupt. Huh, y'all must wanna get back slapped. Butch Cassidy on the hook, so where my dap At? Digital master, don't let me let loose. I'll have your white tee lookin' like you spilled Cranberry juice and vodka. Born on the eighth month just to rock ya. The West Coast chopper, believe it when we pop Ya. Liquid and DPG, keep it in the family Like mobsters. Just let 'em know how we spit Crazy flow that destroys you. Now, they'll never know how we kick down them Doors, that's what them gangstas do. Come Say what? We comin' right at you, Just let 'em know. Ayo, it's the J to The Ro. Sixteen switches get the four off the Floor. Sixteen bars got my foot through the door, And I still got it bad for the alcoholic Flow. And I ain't really trippin' off nobody tryna Run up. I got homies that'll blast you while I'm crackin' a blunt up. From sundown to sunup, I'm in the studio makin' History. Plus I keep a little thick chick with Me. Taz, J. Wells, Butch Cassidy, And Kurupt. homie J-Ro, buyin' cribs out in Europe. Huh, I keep it poppin', do it big, make It happen. Go hard, buckle down, keep it hood, Let 'em know, my nigga. Just let 'em know How we spit crazy flow that destroys You. Now, They'll never know how we kick down them doors, That's what them gangstas do. We comin' right at you, just 'em I could Scream it, I could yell it, I could tag It on brick walls. But you still won't understand How Taz lock like pit jaws. Through trials and tribulations, avoided all Pitfalls. All I do is spit and you get Hit with the spitballs. Like Rip Wilson, pushin' everything to the limit. Push my Benz up on twenty, crash that shit Like it was rented. Cemented in stone, cause Taz Name ring ringtones. I'm known for startin' shit, I Got the balls the size of King Kong. I lay tracks flat ever since my introduction. J. Wells passed me the blunt, so now he Guilty of corruption. Fuck it, we just fuck and Let 'em go. Dogg Pound in the house, so Let your bitches know. Just let 'em know How we spit crazy flow that destroys you. Now, they'll never know how we kick down them Doors, that's what them gangstas do. We comin' right at you, just let 'em know. You know this my type of shit. Poked up, smokin' on some bomb. Rollin' through the streets, just bangin' some bomb Shit. J. Wells did it again, Bonzie J. Ayo, please believe it. Kurupt, we doin' it big. This the outro, I hope y'all had a ball. We gon' keep it bangin' at you, dig? Let me hit that. Digital Smoke. Smoke. Smoke. Smoke. Digital Smoke