These ni**az know

[Verse 1]
Armed and dangerous, call the law
Stick to the script, no audible
Country ass ni**a with a Audemars
Can't spell the shit but I order more
French hoes treat me like Charles De Gualle
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 changed with us
Straight up weed no angel dust
Label us notorious, that was 9-7
Saw my old teacher and she asked how I'm living
You ain't know my shit dropped bitch? 9-11
Getting more hoes than that ni**a John Legend
Getting more hoes than that ni**a John Legend
Ni**a you should too, if you knew
What this game would do to you
Look at all the bullshit I 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 on 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 ni**az know
Made a mil' off the flow make sure these ni**az know

[Verse 2]
Yeah,
These ni**az know, boo-ya ni**a
Came through the door like who ya'll ni**az?
Stole a ni**a flow I could sue ya'll ni**az
Better yet put a hot one through ya'll ni**az
Nah, let me stop fronting for ya'll ni**az
But, don't let the college head fool ya'll ni**az
Ain't the hardest ni**a in the land
But a grown ass man and I will step to ya'll ni**az
Like what's the problem?
Ain't getting paper ni**a here's a loan
My shit long, need a hair salon
Get a cut, shut the f**k up
And wipe ya face with my money til' ya tears is gone
No cryin' ass, lyin' ass
Can't afford the wipe but you buying ass
This Fresh Prince ni**a I ain't Jazz
F**ked yo bitch ni**a I ain't ask
She pitched it to me like Sosa (Oh God)
What the f**k was I spose' do?
Deny that rather try that, but I never fly that
Keep ho's bi-coastal
And they buy postals, ain't shit for free
Dick the only thing that they get from me
Sit VIP, get a sip for free
Later on she be sipping me, literally
Picture me at the tip-top
With ya bitch lip-locked on my dick while my shit drop
Ni**a this Big, this Pac
Minus six shots but its still this hot
Thirty grand and that's just for the wristwatch
Hate to brag but backpacking, that's hip-hop
Write my life and make sure that the script hot
And pray the kids watch, if not
These ni**az know
If not these ni**az know

[Bridge Repeat 2x]
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 on 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 ni**az know
Made a mil' off the flow make sure these ni**az know