"Dey Know" lyrics - E-40

Yeah
Shawty Lo and the Big Cats
Yeah
It's the remix so bring ya top hat (eh)
What ya talkin' bout
It's L-O
I rap now it's rap skizzo
Thirty bands, fo shizzo
Eight balls same price as the kilo
I'm a boss
Y'all know my B-I
And I got them same kinda guns like T.I.
See I been that way since knee high
Real dope boyz so you know I trap or Dizzi
No lizzi
I'm hizzi
Like kells I believe I can flizzi
And yeah I'll see you later
Big ups, to all my haters!

Guard your woman dog or I'll take her
You'll hear her scream from College Park to Decatur
I was a snotty nose with no paper
Now my crib sittin' on 22 acres (woo)
Get it right fool I gets money (yep)
If you think Ludas not filthy you's a dummy (yep)
I was allergic to the roof on the cutty
So I took the top off like a playboy bunny (what up pops)
Catch me pimpin' in a robe and some slippers (oh)
Ridin' down 85 while I'm stuttin' on my Zixer (ern)
Mouth full of swishers or ridin' with ya sister (woo)
Or Six David Beckhams or a trunk full of kickers (ha ha ha)
Take a picture of the mister it'll last long
And these haters get stretched out like a bad thong
So partner mash on or get mashed up
Think you can fuck with Luda then put a million of your cash up (hi)

L O L O Dey Know Dey Know

I'm in my cool whip insides jello
Hop up out that pretty motherfucker like hello (hello) hello
Ladies how you doin'
Dat nigga crazy girl don't say nothin' to 'em (ha ha)
Dey know dey know got white low low
Rob who? Take What? (gun cocks) hello
They know I give a fuck about them haters (nope)
Young Jizzle been gettin' paper (yeah)
Rich wheels on the coup like savors
Hit da club with 20 brawdz like flavor
I'm on da top floor (floor) no neighbors
Who you kiddin' I get my 87's tailored

Went from two ounces to a Maserati
First rap check bought choppers for everybody
Before they know what's under my shirt the glock 40
Get 25 a show next month I want 40
Born a real nigga but I'm a die a goon
Just bought a new choppa gon use it real soon
Got the streets on lock homie I can't lose
Put me anywhere I'm the realest nigga in the room (believe me)
Take a look at me I'm what you call street approved
Got a lot haters but even more tools
I play dumb homie but never been a fool
Cut my dog off I heard he snitchin' too (ha)

(Ha)
Now what I look like
And if it ain't money then I don't look right
Ha ha, and that don't sound right
I swear you can get a full clip not a sound bite
Su-Wu gang and if you ain't with it then you in the food chain
I'm in that wide body I'm a need two lanes
Blue Seats white paint wetter than new rain
Like a white person with blue veins
I keep a black glock red dot blue flame
Feet hanging out the window jock my shoe game
'Cause all my kicks fly like lu kang (ha ha)
Old player new game
I'm focused I'm thinking like I got two brains
I'm in my prime I feel like a new Wayne
I Caress two women but ain't no two Wayne's
I don't know what you do but I do things
It's Mr. every time you see me got a new chain
My flow crazy I ain't too sane
But I am thee shit and they just poo stain

Shawty Lo man