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Whatcha Know

Three 6 Mafia

When the Smoke Clears

2000

connection (Man)
What you know about that?
(You can't ask fo' no mo')
What you know?  What you know?
(I'ma hit ya back)
What you know?

(Chorus) x2
DJ

How Many

C-BO

Final Chapter

[C-Bo]
My whole crew balling
Pushing roses down to the impalas
On a mission for dollars bumping hoes
You know my motto
All about the cash 6

Pound of weed you can smell it by the door
Palm trees you can have this all season
I'm balling and the niggas ridin' with me
Is ready for whatever, ready

their will as they command
You'll still be sentenced by the mass
Punish your stupidity
You always get back what you give
Lock your doors to hide you in

talk
Clock stop 
Plus i got 2 shot
Rookie card on you old skool klu klots
Bookie called but it aint about 2 knots
Fuck yo lil shoe box
Never take my

around, but movies and stores
Surrounded by crips, surrounded by bloods
Surrounded by drugs, surrounded by gore
You don't wanna journey too far down

you were a character. In that picture. And someone explained to you. The three dimensional world that you live in. As a two dimensional creature. It

zone  we drunk by nine thirty
We roam through your home  and we holla at the kids
Yo give me that drink, make me wonder what I did
Ass down, my cash

that the shit that I'm lovin
Fuckin dese hoes ain no cuffin
Don't talk bout bodies you was sum
Live by that gun you gon die by that gun
Don't be in these

swerving in some new foreign whips
Want two seaters, doors open verty by the switch
Liquor staying muddy brown
Pay me and I'll come through
I'm not concerned

making calls knocking on doors collecting that money it’s been a long time but I’m finally getting money 

I’m putting it down picking it up winning that

upon me I had to make it work
The pain I felt was temporary this life we live is endless
Grabbed two turned it into five And counted up a seven

I'm

with a stick right by the door, it ain't no running up
Late night, we creepin' on they bitch-ass, get down low, Drac' got a hundred up
Bitch, plus my

all hommie, tryna get the pain out, drink some liquor, still no better, 
So much sorrow in our lives, and lots of anger I reside, pressure by

my begin by saying I don't think this man knew what he had in store
He opened the door and found the bag under the floor
Not a peep, always working

it woulda go
Get hit by a 2x4
6 man waiting by the door
Now mommy coming home
Where the mop? Wet floor
Shoulda listened to my G's with the techs
I

'Til one by one we started going down in flames
Now I don't want to be the one who doesn't live to see the end
So I just smile and pretend...

One, Two

Bitch, this the finest grape, life is great
If they kick down the door
Hit the fire escape, wait
You done heard dope before
But this that new batch
With

we were so large
You can only expect people to play into it a lil' bit
"This is my opportunity, this is my door"
It was beyond that with 2Pac
His

Yeah, I'm such a fucked up mess
I wish I wasn't bound down by anxiety and stress 
It's like a war in my mind, an unwinnable game of chess 
The way my

Big Mama (Unconditional Love)

LL Cool J

10

2002

and get the straps

I love you, I promise you I care for you deep
'Cause when I had bronchitis you would rock me to sleep
Rub me down with green alcohol

are saying we can call it trust
And if we call it trust
Then all of us
Can get down together and live tall and just
Cause ive never plucked an eyelash

Either go through the door or get down on the flo'
Life of the KiDD if you know then you know
I wear my heart on my sleeve
Keep my pain in my chest
It

these two kids.

Niall and Peggy stand

At a door, wide open.

Their dad walked out on them,

That very morning.

They were left with a saddened space.