216 - U Should Know lyrics

216, hahaha, my n***as, yeah! [Chorus: repeat 2X] You should know we don't play that You should know we where them nines and A.K.'s at It's all about the payback, you should know when you see it How many n***as wanna blow just to be it; that's why I think you should know [Verse One] We makin it clear, you haters beware You got beef but then we takin it there, hope you stayin prepared It ain't fair, we throwin tables and chairs Or better yet we throw them thangs in the airrrr, yeah So what you want now? Chumps better duck down 'fore we get to dumpin, pull that pump out the trunk - BLAOW! Dumb n***as use your brains for once Before them pigeons use your brain for lunch f** around I'll rearrange your fronts, man you'll probably skip town Gettin it how you live, where that co*ky sh** now, huh? (huh n***a?) Price to pay for bein a man in charge You can't build a rocket and expect to land on Mars (uh-uh) See I seen your kind come and go, think you runnin the show But you just runnin for the man that's frontin to blow (n***a) Don't understand it then why should I stutter you fo'? I'm just tryin to get my money to grow, c'mon [Chorus] [Verse Two] Yeah, revenge is sweet but to k** 'em is useless I'd rather whoop his a** and drag him in the middle of Euclid Ass naked wit'cha socks dirty, I coulda used a Glock-30 Punched your clock early but I know your block heard me My n***a told you dawg we takin it there Like Jim Jones did to Ma$e on the air Eyes closed, hands folded but it ain't for a prayer You layin stiff in your casket Cause with these n***as can get what they askin (uh-huh) It's the year for the underdog so watch how you come across Quiet down man, SoundScan, let them numbers talk What's goin on in rap? I don't know But a conspiracy here if I don't blow I'm snatchin up the marketin staff, the publicist - let's try once mo' Get it right or the fo'-five gon' show we mean business n***a With that said only time'll tell But when pressed I go at the best like I'm Bosley Wells You should know [Chorus] [Verse Three] Cleveland's no longer the bu*t of your jokes From now on I'm callin n***as out in front of they folks (for real) You could see it in our eyes that we want it Not rhymin for enjoyment but these n***as lives dependin on it Damn, goddamn we deserve some hope Instead of workin minimum wage or servin some coke You can put this on every word that I wrote I'm tellin you now if my squad don't advance You got a problem on your hands n***a [Verse Four] Yeah fam you should stop the lies I'd be rich if I had a quarter for everybody who thought 'Pac was alive He'll live on, let his music connect us But I wonder how he'd feel to know this white boy producin his records {?} I solemnly swear To take you back to the essence of rap if n***as'll follow me there Cause the game's over-crowded with squares, it's time for that to pa** Hope they hear me loud and clear with they non-rappin a** (yeah) [Chorus] - repeat 1.5X