Everybody Know Me (Featuring Snoop Dogg) - Paul Wall

Black folks can't never have no fun These streets be Walkin down the avenue Crazy From Hollywood to South Central These streets be Crazy Long Beach to Compton Always up to no good Cra-a-a-a, crazy Always up to no good Bad ass to Santa Anna, crazy Crazy Have a look outside and take a stroll with me California lifestyle, you wanna roll with me? I can take you in and out and where it's gonna be Now as crazy as it is, you know this home for me I wouldn't never leave it, you know that's wrong of me I'ma stay down, you see me on them corners G At your local liquor store, gettin some optimums And if I'm out of bounds then I gotta cock the fo' Keep it on the low on the W-W-W-West coast Sign some autographs and then I do get ghost A-hum, yeah, I love my folks But half of y'all fools is cutthroats On the real no, the streets'll have you Guide you, lead you, mislead you, it's fragile Yeah, see you gradually grow And when you walkin on my side I think you all need to know These streets be Walkin down the avenue Crazy From Hollywood to South Central These streets be Crazy Long Beach to Compton Always up to no good Cra-a-a-a, crazy Always up to no good Bad ass to Santa Anna, crazy Crazy On the 110 Freeway flo', back to the block In the seven deuce Coupe, hoppin hippin the hop Sippin on some Henn with my nephew Infrared Young pimp on the grind tryna line up some head Had fun, did, done, on the West we run Don't matter where you from, if you old or young Seesaw we raw like ooohhh-la-la Fuck the law we don't get caught we just do-da-da Yeah nigga we shakin the cops You niggaz out there just be makin it hot But don't trip if you fakin a lot I'll break you, shake you, and take yo' spot 'Cause if you think that you gon' slip through California Without gettin banged on Brother you're wrong Always up to no good I really love my dog, grew up together and all but he Always up to no good Hell yeah I love New York That's why I married the broad but she Always up to no good We can't hang 'em up 'cause I'm a balla y'all and he Always up to no good Let me tell you about these streets Always up to no good These streets be Walkin down the avenue (always up to no good) Crazy From Hollywood to South Central (always up to no good) These streets be (Always up to no good) crazy Long Beach to Compton Always up to no good Cra-a-a-a, crazy (always up to no good) Always up to no good Bad ass to Santa Anna, crazy (always up to no good) Crazy Fredwreck you a fool for that beat, man Check it out y'all it's Julio G, Westside radio You got your ears tuned to The Blue Carpet Treatment A todos los latinos los voy a llevar a la Playa Larga Y voy a deja' que Snoop les diga lo que le pasó Ayy Snoop, tell 'em what's up, vato

Snoop D-O Double to the G Double to the G G-G-G Double to the G Snoop D-O Double to the G Hey you, out there Fat ass, good hair Hell with my homies I wanna kick it with you Cuz I got my swilla Packed to the cilla For what you heard Don't be scared Tell me what's the deal-a Go, go, go, go (Snoop D-O Double to the G) Go, go, go, go Ay, what's yo name And who you with? Have a see baby girl Come and limp with a pimp Relax, you know I got this shit Split that squishy While I pop this Kris Yea girl, it's the D-O dub How you feel On the real I wanna be yo thug Now I wanna treat it like it's never been treated Mixin and fixin and beat it and beat it Psst! Baby let me holla at you Psst! I'm tryna throw these dollas at you Psst! Boy what you want? (Snoop D-O Double to the G) Psst! Tell me what you want Psst! Baby let me holla at you Psst! I'm tryna throw these dollas at you Psst! Boy what you want? Psst! Tell me what you want Your love so bold And so cold Like a fridgerator You work that ass (Snoop D-O Double to the G) Up and down Like an elevator Don't you wish yo boyfriend was a gangsta like me? But he ain't And don't drink slow And think slow Cuz hey I crack a bitch every motherfuckin day And I'm likin it Lovin it Twerkin it And then you dippin it Diggin in Workin it Why you wanna go an do that? Its not T.I The boss with the horse Snoopy D-O double G-Y And I'm settin the tone You know Me and you we need to be gettin it on In a real way Its so major Me and J. Fox wanna fly ya'll to Asia So what's stoppin ya'll Let's get it poppin ya'll A little somethin for the head Like a tylenol Groove And do yo doo And don't play with it Go and make yo move Boy what you want (Snoop D-O Double to the G) Tell me what you want Psst! Baby let me holla at you Psst! I'm tryna throw these dollas at you Psst! Boy what you want? Psst! Tell me what you want Psst! Baby let me holla at you Psst! I'm tryna throw these dollas at you Psst! Boy what you want? Psst! Tell me what you want Girl you know you're show stoppin When you get that body rockin Let's roll these trees on ya (Snoop D-O Double to the G) So we can dose up on ya Snoop Dogg and J. Foxx We're lookin for some dream girls Close your eyes baby And dream on this Yea (Snoop D-O Double to the G)

I've gone around the world and the seven seas I'm cashing six figure checks in all currencies It's like when I be tearing it up in Paris Mother fuckers parlay on the M-I-C It's all ooh, la, la ee and ah oui-oui Because I'm sipping Bleu Blanc in my lingerie Chopping heads off with my damn guillotine Even the French know better than to fuck with me Come on tell me, girl, Robyn, what it do? I'm in the UK, why? I got a show to do, uh, huh This bitch Snoopy Dogg, check the catalog I'm overseas, getting cheese with his dialogue I missed my plane to Spain so I'm stuck in Cologne-a I'm sipping Sorona with this chick named Ramona She wants me to take a flick on her phone-a She then take her to my hotel room and then bone her You know when in Rome, I sat down with the Romans Said we need a black Pope and she better be a woman, she better Better be no more celibacy Even the Vatican knows not to fuck with me You should know better You should know better You should know better than to fuck with me If you knew better you would do better You should know better You should know better You should know better than to fuck with me If you knew better you would do better We be rolling in Holland, Amsterdam, my man I got a table at the coffee shop where we like to smoke a lot Hanging in the parking lot, blowing a bli-say Tulisa's easy 'cause she's a dee-say I crash the party with the tar Throw a Molotov cocktail in the bar Now you know my style's revolutionary Even the Russians know better than to fuck with me You try to ban me, you can't stand me 'cause I'm an outlaw Black President living in the White House Mr. Big you wrote a letter to me The F-B-I know better than to fuck with me Yo, I was there at Watergate You know I rigged my gear, got the mothers in tape They put the mic in the hand of the wrong M-C Even the C-I-A knows not to fuck with me, what it do? You should know better You should know better You should know better than to fuck with me If you knew better you would do better You should know better You should know better You should know better than to fuck with me Tell 'em Snoop, tell 'em like it is I been there, in there, out there like that Right back to the 'hood honey, you won't start Shoot motherfuckers just on J-P L-A-P-D know better than to fuck with me You see, I danced to the devil in Kathmandu I came humming and blasting with the Boogaloo too Now I declare most solemnly The prince of darkness know better than to fuck with me You know not what you know, tell 'em what I'm in it for The world been thin Really though, silly ho, yeah, spin a minute though I blow an ounce to make you bounce just like '64 Now you know me, I'm a woman of peace I don't never take nothing don't belong to me I turn 'em down and say whatever's gon' be gon' be The whole industry knows not to fuck with me You should know better You should know better You should know better than to fuck with me If you knew better you would do better You should know better You should know better You should know better than to fuck with me If you knew better you would do better You should know better You should know better You should know better than to fuck with me If you knew better you would do better

Great Scott You already know when Kiss come and Chris come (uh-huh) The chicks come, then it's real hard to pick some (yup, yup) I only can see but so much with both eyes (uh) 'Specially when hunnies is comin' from both sides (uh-huh) All shapes and sizes, nice hips and thighs-es (haha) Just as beautiful as the vibes is They must have heard your man's back (I'm back) This joint is jam-packed (I'm back) And if you ain't a female, stand back Pull up, pull up, can't believe the girls' club packed What up, what up? Shawty wanna lead me to the back (to the back) Ain't been in here 15 minutes, got a pocket full of digits And she just won't take no Hold up, hold up, now lil' mama wanna get mad Slow up, slow up, saying she don't wanna share what she have (she have) Ain't no particular one that's getting the water gun So many that I want They packed up in here wall to wall and (hey) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (woah) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall Packed up in here wall to wall and (woah, yeah) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (hey) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall Another two just came up and said they love me on the radio (on the radio) Two twins, that's a cool lil' scenario (lil' scenario) They talking leaving right now Wanna put in some time 'cause you know what they already for One talking how she like the way that I pop And the other one (and the other one) said she wanna just watch (just watch, woo) I'm game for any damn thing But there's more than 200 dames that's ready to go They packed up in here wall to wall and (hey) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (ladies calling) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall They packed up in here wall to wall and (woo, woo, woo) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (hey) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall They packed up in here wall to wall and (I can't believe) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (there's no many of 'em claiming me) I'm tryna give one of them all this (ayy) But they keep coming from wall to wall (ayy, ayy, ayy, wall to wall) They packed up in here wall to wall and (there's so many ladies) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (in here) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall So many look good in here (so good) I just don't know which one I want (I want) If I had to choose, y'all know (you know) I would take all y'all with me Who wanna try me on the floor? (the floor, yup, yup) Who ready to come and get this? (get this, c'mon) All I know that I'm feeling this party (haha, uh) And you can see I'm so ready Yo, they rushin' and they touchin' the don-dada (uh-huh) V-neck tee, linen capris Pradas (fresh) Yeah, and the Audemaur say 2:20 (uh-huh) They all wanna slide but it's just too many (yup) Some got attitude, some is too friendly (yh) Some don't wanna do nothin' but drink Henny (haha) Some of 'em wanna get it poppin' right now In the VIP section and all that, wow Crowded but it's still cozy And the Rosé had me feelin' sorta like a don the whole day So many look good, I don't know what I want (I don't know) If I could, I'd take 'em all, daddy, I won't front (I'll take 'em all) I'll tell you what I'll do though (what?) I'ma take a few though and give the rest to the crew After that, it's on you though (woo!) They still comin' and they still callin' We ballin', and it's crazy wall to wall, yeah They packed up in here wall to wall and (ow) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (ladies calling me) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall (woah, woah, woah) They packed up in here wall to wall and (in here wall to wall) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (oh, woah) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall (hey, hey) They packed up in here wall to wall and (I'm tryna give somethin' to shawty now) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (hey) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall They packed up in here wall to wall and I don't hear nothing but ladies calling Yeah, smash on the radio, bet I penned it (Chris Brown) Yeah, smash on the radio, bet I penned it (Chris Brown) Yeah, smash on the radio, bet I penned it (Chris Brown-Brown) Yeah, smash on the radio, bet I penned it (Chris Brown)