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lirik lagu niggaz know – j. cole

[verse 1]
armed and dangerous, call the law
stick to the script, no audible
country -ss n-gg- with an audemar
can’t spell the sh-t but i order more
french hoes treat me like charles de gaulle
get good head on the autobahn
hit hood hoes out in baltimore
pack the shows like wall to wall, my god
five steps like dru hill
came home from the first tour, with
bad credit and a school bill
middle finger to the bursar
finally famous but
ain’t too much really change with us
straight up weed, no angel dust
label us notorious, that was ’97
saw my old teacher and she asked how i’m livin’
you ain’t know my sh-t, drop b-tch, 9-11
gettin’ more hoes than that n-gg- john legend
gettin’ more hoes than that n-gg- john legend
n-gg- you should too, if you knew
what this game would do to you
look at all the bullsh-t i’ve been through
better me than you

[bridge]
i must confess, i copped the chains
i hit the club, i made it rain
i hit the road, i made a name
i came home, i ain’t the same
i ain’t the same
i ain’t the same

[hook]
made a mil’ off the flow, make sure these n-gg-s know
made a mil’ off the flow, make sure these n-gg-s know

[verse 2]
these n-gg-s know, booya n-gg-?
came through the door like who y’all n-gg-s?
stole a n-gg- flow, i could sue y’all n-gg-s
better yet put a hot one through y’all n-gg-s
nah, let me stop frontin’ for y’all n-gg-s
but don’t let the college sh-t fool y’all n-gg-s
ain’t the hardest n-gg- in the land
but a grown -ss man, and i will step to y’all n-gg-s
like what’s the problem?
ain’t gettin’ paper, n-gg- here’s a loan
my sh-t long, need a hair salon
get it cut, shut the f-ck up
and wipe your face with my money ’til your tears is gone
no cryin’ -ss, lyin’ -ss
can’t afford a whip, but you buyin’ -ss
this fresh prince n-gg-, i ain’t jazz
f-cked yo b-tch, n-gg- i ain’t ask
she pitched it to me like sosa (oh god)
what the f-ck was i s’posed to?
deny that, rather try that, but i never fly that
keep hoes bi-coastal
and they buy postals, ain’t sh-t for free
d-ck the only thing that they get from me
sit vip, get a sip for free
later on she’ll be sippin’ me, literally
picture me at the tip-top
with your b-tch lip-locked on my d-ck when my sh-t drop
this b.i.g. n-gg-, this pac
minus six shots, but it’s still this hot
thirty grand and that’s just for the wristw-tch
hate to brag but backpackin’, that’s hip hop
write my life and make sure that the script hot
and pray the kids watch, if not
these n-gg-s know
if not, these n-gg-s know

[bridge x2]

[hook]

- j cole

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