Song Length |
3:45 |
Genre |
Rap - General |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Relaxed, Composed |
Subject |
Gourmet Food |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
I Know You Like This
Hook
I know you like this its real your body get down turn up the sound whats up wit all that ice grill
V1
I know you like this its something you can feel since 1990 been in the field pressed to rock a party started off as K.M.C. it was just us three knuckleheads caught in the life of choco city at first the combo seemed wicked we was sure to blow but K couldn?t hold his own and he wasn?t thoro, next up nu type flow me Sev and my man G but this cat was long winded and too damn pretty for his own good although he meant well we made classics anyway that was sure to sell irreconcilable differences made that downfall then my man copped the studio locked down the mall came to me real got me believing and shit that high caliber was the way to display the gift now its me and him us two flooding your town threes a crowd cuz egos only bring you down
V2
I live to fight and fight to live in these sections where I do my hotsteppin cuz my enemies pack deadly weapons, so I stayed tight and I played the game right dodging beast nite after nite never flagrant when im trying to get this money right I learned this from og?s that are still running shit so I trust them when they bless me with that knowledge no college could ever give me like how to triple up off a qp money come slow investing more for o?s and loose cannons that never choke when its time to go for the throat alls fair in war when you war with this high caliber clic that try they best to stay righteous on they movements but these fluke ass niggaz always wanna fuck up the groove kid, not this time cuz you outta sight you outta mind thats how im carrying this rhyme is my D.C. slang on time then give me four mics and let the gods shine
Hook
V3
One time for your mind two for the shine three im ready niggaz call me 456 with a fist full of dollars I run up on your chick be glad it aint trips the ep will still cost you double strictly dutches baby aint mastered the frontal goose on the rocks sippin with cops pockets stay heavy it?s the cream de la crem I told you the first time aint gonna say that shit again when I ass bet it get crazy cuz I always win roll with the fam on certain travels D.C. we call it flannel heat thru your fleece black holes in your Gucci takes more than that tough talk and a screwface to move me you a nigga or a groupie could have fooled me always with them haters telling the chicks that you schooled me
V4
Lets get this party moving but aint no shooting im trying to see some ladies grooving before I exit this peace high as a kite feeling light on my feet creeping with my peeps thru hostile unknown sections so I check my weapon cuz I know sometimes shit gets hectic when fake ass hustler feels the need for flexin with nuff aggression and evil intentions so I roll deep for my own protection, niggazs will stretch ya when the catch you dolo on a mission so in turn I learned to move with precision within a system where the rich get richer and the poor die young which one are you son cuz I don?t plan to snatch for crumbs so I guess I?ll be moving up like my peeps that stay in the cut riding and shining staying alive son
Hook