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you know my name - paris (rap) lyrics

about this scratch, i blast, p-ss the mask, we mash
careenin’ though these back streets, gats gleam in my lap
a shame it came to this, aimin’ cause them n-ggas don’t listen
the sweat is glistenin’, i grimace, ’bout to service these sentences
on the trigger, i know them n-ggas, soon as we start
and get the clip to spittin’, counterfeits’ll sh-t in they drawers
don’t really want none, but somethin’ got them n-ggas mistaken
thinkin’ that music make ’em safe, i cross ’em out with a k
now renegades, disperse, att-tudes get worse
you’ll see these n-ggas on the news if i burst and get ’em first
servin’ all these nut swallowin’ followers in they mouth
spittin’ clips in they impalas, inshallah and we out
what we about, is justice and freedom, f-ck the rest
black women more than -sses and breast
i test any n-gga disagreein’, pee on wannags, remember me?
p-dog, motherf-cka i’m raw, follow my lead
now f-ck ’em if they famous, we ventilate they craniums
entertainers know they places, if they fake then we aimin
i pray and blaze, comin’ fully raised, obey
i’m on that che, make these n-ggas behave, now what you sayin’?

you know my name (p-dog)
motherf-cka we raw, who claimin’ mob boss without no b-lls, them n-ggas soft
you know my name (p-dog)
i’m blitzin’ n-ggas with hits, they counterfeits but they still talk sh-t without a clip
you know my name (p-dog)
we see them bustas and rush ’em with no discussion, let the battle cry sound, we puts it down
you know my name (p-dog)
ain’t nothin’ funny at all, i’d rather blast, put these n-ggas in casts, f-ck all ay’all

since we servin’ i’m puttin’ brothers on alert
put the first n-gga trippin’ in dirt, don’t leave ’em hurt
way too heinous, we show ’em our demeanor is meanest
who wanna see us when i pop? the soldier sh-t don’t stop, f-ck any cop
you know how we do, so glad to meet you
if you haven’t heard, i’m raisin’ the curb, hopin’ you see through
these plastic–ss nittis, corleones and locs
leave these n-ggas lookin’ sh-tty, noriegas is jokes
now call your folks, and let ’em know
paris wreckin’ any n-gga imitatin’ these crackas upon they records
see me check ’em, these b-tches rather switch then fight
while n-ggas civil rights dwindle kristal is what they into
but i refrain, they petty as change, complain
n-ggas playahatin’ but ain’t knowin’ the game
i shame cowards like a scarlet letter, i’m much better
leave these n-ggas chasin’ chedda impaired, i think they scared
step into my lair, careers crushed, while my 2-strike n-ggas test nuts
i’m thumbin’ through my murderdog, n-ggas all look like clones
same clothes, same fake–ss pose, you know my motherf-ckin’ name

(p-dog)
motherf-cka we raw, who claimin’ mob boss without no b-lls, them n-ggas soft
you know my name (p-dog)
i’m blitzin’ n-ggas with hits, they counterfeits but they still talk sh-t without a clip
you know my name (p-dog)
we see them bustas and rush ’em with no discussion, let the battle cry sound, we puts it down
you know my name (p-dog)
ain’t nothin’ funny at all, i’d rather blast, put these n-ggas in casts, f-ck all ay’all

it’s plain to see, you can’t change me, cause i’mma be a soldier for life (4x)

- paris rap lyrics

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