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u better recognize (extended remix) - sam sneed lyrics

[sam (dre):]
(i heard sam was going solo) god d-mn, you didn’t know so
well i can blast fast so freak an ill type of slow flow
i’m hitting harder than berry boss so check the golden child
throwing it to your ear-hole, got you going buck wild
but truck-tracks, rhymes all day, breaking off n-ggas proper
did dirt, did west cause i clown coppers (yeah)
do hip-hop, rap, compose ’em most, i couldn’t see me
mad advanced and my sk!lls are all about the dollar bills
from pittsburgh to cali dropping bombs like that
was on the d.l. with the squad so i couldn’t hold it back
black, i regulate i buzz a big gate figure
mobbing with the ill n-gga, with his finger on a bigger trigger
serving all (saps), hitting sevens on the (simps)
making do’, eating shrimps, locing with some real pimps (yeah)
so peep game, best believe i love my peeps
that’s why i make the type of music you can pump in your jeeps
(that’s right)
so buck my sound, i put it down for the underground
i got the women cause i’m slamming, jamming
got it going on this time for this new producer to rise
so open your eyes, i think you better recognize

[dre (sam):]
once again it’s the man with the masterplan
they call him sam and i (think you better recognize) [x2]

[sam (dre):]
i remember days on the blocks where i slang slung played punk cops
and mad props cause i ran with hard rocks (yeah)
from napalms to uzi’s i made g’s (say what?)
them build up enough luther by keys
no gang affiliation, yo i stood on my own to pulling capers
i’m a sneaky sl!ck n-gga, i never had to pull the trigger (right)
i mack, and on top and that i’m used to staying wicked with just 24-7
you can ask my ex-hooker
but now i’m on some new improved sh-t
making hits, stacking chips, now everything’s legitimate
i flipped the scrip a long time ago, on the five-o
when i had to scope with this new way to make my cash flow (uhm)
yes indeedy, i wasn’t greedy, got my n-ggas out the gutter
now they’re rolling with the sam sneezy
hip hop fanatic causing static in the industry
these whack creators, i call ’em imitators (ah yeah)
been trying to see me, but see i’m unexplainetory
with the fame and glory, that’s why i gotta tell my story
with no disguise, a lot of n-ggas despise
because i’m on an uprise, so i think you better recognize

[dre (sam):]
once again it’s the man with the masterplan
they call him sam and i (think you better recognize) [x2]
(think you better recognize) [x2]

[sam (dre):]
well i’m back in the mix with a bottle of hennessy
so fire up a blunt let’s have an end of the sanity
crazy shot outs giving pounds to all my n-ggas
hitting all the hookers by the dozen, cause they dig us (trick)
f-ck what you’ve heard, recognize what you be seeing
it’s time to earn truth to the game human being
i’m that little b-ss n-gga trying to get mine, f-ck a nine
cause i’ll incline with the mastermind
i got my crew in my corner so i can’t loose
cause i’m paying mad douze in this record biz, i don’t snooze
and suckers be popping at those idiotic egosytible type of flimflam
i can’t be faded sam-am
playing with the hustlers never dealing with the knucklehead bollers
cause boys play with toys and scholars play with dollars
i’m a mack of my own right, plus my game is tight
baby get it right, i ain’t the one, so take flight
b-tches give my mad rep, nothing but the brazen off tempo
thinking they can get my loot, i never trip to knock the boots
i gotta be wise, when time to dip between the thies
all eyes on the price, so i think you better recognize

[dre (sam):]
once again it’s the man with the masterplan
they call him sam and i (think you better recognize) [x2]
once again it’s the man with the masterplan
they call him sam and i (think you better recognize) [x2]

- sam sneed lyrics

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