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lirik lagu if you know – dave east, cruch calhoun & araabmuzik

[intro: dave east]
araab
no questioning
you know? (araabmuzik, if you know, you know)
i believe that everything in life is about timing (‘nother day in the gym)
now, unfortunately for you, yours isn’t very good (shootin’ around)

[verse 1: dave east]
a lot of n*ggas started out trappin’, went and got a job (they workin’ now)
a lot of n*ggas couldn’t afford it and they had to rob (let me get that)
a lot of n*ggas eat italian, think they with the mob
a lot of n*ggas i thought’d live forever, them n*ggas really died (rest in peace)
a lot of women had to get pregnant to realize he a bum (bum)
a lot of n*ggas come for parties, but if it’s problems, they won’t come (where they at?)
a lot of trips we had to take, really get this cash right
a lot of n*ggas we gon’ ask about today died last night (god bless ’em)
a lot of n*ggas really complainin’ about the gas price (you broke)
bring up in this spot, the cameras caught him, ain’t rock his mask right (d*mn)
a lot of broken dreams and hopeless thoughts up on this avenue (on the ave’)
a lot of smokers cop, tryna provoke us on this avenue (they on us)
a lot of n*ggas humble, when we speak, they show me gratitude
a lot of women damaged, walking ’round here with an attitude, i feel you, mama (i feel you)
pain’ll make you re*evaluate
real paper, we calculate (uh)
rifle by the window with the malcolm face (let’s go)
razor on me, talkin’ out your head, that’s how your scalp get ate
cases on me, lawyer got me out some way (somehow)
back on my passion, pablo poetic, that’s mixed with assassin
i got on timbs and a aspen (aspen)
smokin’ cigars layed up in the cabin
i come from corners, they blastin’ (boom)
when n*ggas’ll die before the see the action
he only twelve, but he live in h*ll, he tryna figure out why his uncle keep scratchin’
you can’t relate to the madness
i probably could ball, but not with the askin’ (i can’t)
i’ma be thorough, get off my mattress
talk to the masses, i gotta have it (rollin’)
[interlude: cruch calhoun]
you like being around in other people’s business
i try very hard not to be, but you make it very challenging for me (it’s blessed, i gotta have it)
there ain’t a spot for you (i gotta have it)
lord knows, i’m allergic to bad things (woo)

[verse 2: cruch calhoun]
won’t ever see me runnin’ after shorty (woo)
show, then an after party (yeah)
why these n*ggas actin’ hard when you p*ssy n*ggas know your body? (yeah, we know)
sippin’ clicquot, no bacardi (nah)
bl!cky with that loaded cartridge (buh)
pull up and we go r*t*rded (woo)
dub it if it ain’t no deposit (money)
no one man above the mission (nah)
swear to bree, he know i miss him (hey, bree)
crab died two hours later (king crab)
had to do a video with dizza (facts)
shootout with cops, cuz rather die before he go to prison (godd*mn)
he ain’t never listen, they talk it, but they ain’t never live it (never)
they never did it (never)
funny how online, she all in love, but she still let me hit it (that sh*t crazy)
bankin’ on the worst, my mama said, “stop being pessimistic” (i got you, mom)
had less than n*ggas, so i was stressed to get it (yeah)
uncle caught us being bad, that always had a lecture with it (woo)
cousin jay critique my songs, got me puttin’ more affection in it (jay)
n*ggas don’t put no effort in it (nah), party, snuck the fn in it (bop)
right there in the section with us (woo)
same ones, no extras with us (dirt)
function full of bloods, i ain’t seen none of them n*ggas reppin’ with us (at all)
bulletproof under the flannel (bop)
gotta make it back to the family (yeah)
we was skating on thin ice (for what?)
still walked out with a stanley (facts)
coupe skating on somethin’ chrome (skrrt)
.38 tucked in the f*nny
bro outside sellin’ candy, talkin’ hard ball, no sammy, n*gga
[outro: cruch calhoun]
i’m really beginning to like this place
and the people (calhoun)
i’m starting to believe (east)
from the bottom of my heart (araab), that this where i’m supposed to be (woo)
so, whatever it is that you and your friends do (it’s like when the weather change)
please, do it somewhere else (n*ggas turn to wolves)
larry? you warning me?
i’m preparing you
(araabmusik)

- dave east cruch calhoun araabmuzik

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