Threat - Lettin' n***as Know lyrics

Artist: Threat Album: Friday soundtrack Song: Lettin' n***as Know Intro/Chorus: Ooh, it's the LA Zoo We funk with the flow and let n***as know That it's ooh, it's the LA Zoo We funk with the flow and let n***as know that it's... Verse 1: It's the king of the jungle and I can't be tamed Take you all the way to the millenium brain It's the return of the yearm, Mr Funky Worm Heat it like a bottomless kettle, let it burn Blow my flow you cannot handle I'm bumpin and I'm humpin like a camel on your radio channel It's me T-H-R-E-A-T Live for '95 most definitely In fact, under my styles are low jacked To stop Petie stole his rhymes from the Zoo tribe jeep You're dead wrong, unto what tribe they yeb along So we can know your name when we send ya back home Chorus x2 Verse 2: You made a jam so now the n***a think he Van Damme You must didn't know I take off like Pan Am Wreck ya like a pinto, pop the instrumental And attention ladies and gentlemen It's the bomb, I did it, I lit it, let em hit it And it's stronger than the humpty with the chrondo dipped in it And this is for your midas, just to sink into your fangs It's the deadly dope man, pumpin thru ya veins Raised in the Bow 213 area code Where the criminals dig up your grave lookin for buried gold The universe'll soon be mines in due time You can't tangle with the one from k**er Cali's triangle Deep deep deep down under the dungeon lies your doom I write the dynamite and watch it TICK! BOOM! Looney in the tunes be groovin in your sleep Cos in the speakers and technique is way to freakish Chorus x2 Verse 3: Up above the world so high Like the stars up in the sky I'm funky with the flow, understand you Brown babies from Atlanta just love me like candy I give the mom a lendin, should've fed me right Shot to the let em wait on the Eastside I keep my eyes on the sparrow, hoes, afros and arrows Can't kick it cos it's wicked like the pharoah And a walk with the devil is a level far beyond From de Babylon come many redrum So follow as we journey thru the creepy, sleepy hollow Take this 40 ounce bottle, see how broke n***as is tomorrow Chorus to fade