Ya Know How It Goes Lyrics
| Song | Ya Know How It Goes |
| Artist | Grand Puba |
| Album | Reel to Reel |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dixon | |
| Yo doogie let's hit this off yo | |
| Aiyyo check this | |
| Aiyyo rob sutton hit the button! | |
| Hah! yeah | |
| You know time is it (3x) | |
| Check it check it check it out yo | |
| Check | |
| I beg your pardon who's the one with the roughness? | |
| Super extra toughness, grand pu-ba-la! | |
| See i'm the chosen, i keep the snakes frozen | |
| Check out how i blows in, girl it feels good when it goes in | |
| Here's the situation, supreme motivation | |
| Helps me get the loot, and then i knock the boots | |
| I jump high like jordan, flash like gordon | |
| 'bos, girbauds and shorts is probably what i'm sportin | |
| Fuck what you heard, this is what you need to hear | |
| It's the same as last year, so _step to the rear_ | |
| Cause when i was a shorty couldn't wait to drink my first 40 | |
| Find an ex-shorty in the hallway and get naughty | |
| Jump on the elevator, hit the lights out | |
| My moms was a yardie so my pops kept a stout | |
| Ooh a young boy tipsy, that's without a doubt | |
| It wasn't hard to tell what the puba was about | |
| Love the ladies lovely used to do it on my knees | |
| Certain honey got a problem go see puba he can ease ya | |
| Here i am, and here i stand | |
| Honey all that good shit tell me, who's the man? | |
| From, here to bangkok, i sign my john hancock | |
| On the contract, it's like 1-2-3 contact | |
| Kick shit on the really cause i do it on the daily | |
| Straight to the hole like my man malik seally | |
| I hit stunts, on occasion smoke blunts | |
| My moms don't like me cause i wear gold fronts | |
| If honey wants to flam it's no thing to me at all | |
| Alamo and stud doogie, it's time to have a ball | |
| I'm a go-getter, and i'm out to go-get | |
| If you're makin movies, cancel that shit | |
| You're still makin movies? man, get your corder-cam | |
| Oops, cam-corder, but shit you know the order | |
| Couldn't get no skins, until you got a benz | |
| Didn't have no friends til you started makin ends | |
| I see it daily, weekly monthly yearly | |
| Think you got it goin on? really | |
| I never sold gems to the bums in the slums | |
| Only robbed devils, made a few number runs | |
| Brothers round my way they like to blabber at the gums | |
| Just jealous cause i got it by the tons | |
| Twenty fifty hundred, is how i count my bills | |
| Then i take it slow because it runs into the mills | |
| Brothers try to step to this but all they catch is chills | |
| No frills, puba pays the bills | |
| Ron studda spin the wheel back like his name was pat sajak | |
| On wheel of fortune.. that's how we keep it scorchin | |
| Alamo hey, sadat x hey, baby pop hey, now let me keep it rollin | |
| This is just the way i move to keep my pockets swollen | |
| Lights cameras action here comes mr. satisfaction | |
| I be maxin and relaxin til it's time to jump in the action | |
| Now for grown i speak with a tone which i choose to call my own | |
| Ghetto prone i guard the zone like the kid from _home alone_ | |
| Type of style that flows for days it's like it pays to save amaze | |
| Now i be careful on the lays because the aids are nowadayses | |
| Grand puba, s.o.s., stud doogie, alamo | |
| You know how the shit go! | |
| So big jeff hey, b.r. hey, tislam hey, ja-el hey | |
| Stud doogie hey, alamo hey, and uptown hey, brooklyn hey | |
| And here we go here we go make the dough yo | |
| Here we go here we go make the dough yo | |
| Now check it y'all i'd like to say peace | |
| To all the gods and the earths and the people of the universe | |
| Wanna let you know the black man come first | |
| So don't act up cause you might leave in a hearse | |
| Yo check this yo | |
| I wanna give a big up to all my now rule people | |
| You know the flavor, projects m.o. | |
| Lincoln ave. m.o., youknowhati'msayin? | |
| City park in the dark m.o., youknowhati'msayin? | |
| Big up big up to all my people | |
| All that other shit .. is dead, dead, dead | |
| Word up | |
| I wanna give a big up to the stinkin lincoln mob | |
| Youknowhati'msayin? and we gonna bounce off like this | |
| Y'all know the flavor, a-b-c |
| zuo ci : Dixon | |
| Yo doogie let' s hit this off yo | |
| Aiyyo check this | |
| Aiyyo rob sutton hit the button! | |
| Hah! yeah | |
| You know time is it 3x | |
| Check it check it check it out yo | |
| Check | |
| I beg your pardon who' s the one with the roughness? | |
| Super extra toughness, grand pubala! | |
| See i' m the chosen, i keep the snakes frozen | |
| Check out how i blows in, girl it feels good when it goes in | |
| Here' s the situation, supreme motivation | |
| Helps me get the loot, and then i knock the boots | |
| I jump high like jordan, flash like gordon | |
| ' bos, girbauds and shorts is probably what i' m sportin | |
| Fuck what you heard, this is what you need to hear | |
| It' s the same as last year, so _step to the rear_ | |
| Cause when i was a shorty couldn' t wait to drink my first 40 | |
| Find an exshorty in the hallway and get naughty | |
| Jump on the elevator, hit the lights out | |
| My moms was a yardie so my pops kept a stout | |
| Ooh a young boy tipsy, that' s without a doubt | |
| It wasn' t hard to tell what the puba was about | |
| Love the ladies lovely used to do it on my knees | |
| Certain honey got a problem go see puba he can ease ya | |
| Here i am, and here i stand | |
| Honey all that good shit tell me, who' s the man? | |
| From, here to bangkok, i sign my john hancock | |
| On the contract, it' s like 123 contact | |
| Kick shit on the really cause i do it on the daily | |
| Straight to the hole like my man malik seally | |
| I hit stunts, on occasion smoke blunts | |
| My moms don' t like me cause i wear gold fronts | |
| If honey wants to flam it' s no thing to me at all | |
| Alamo and stud doogie, it' s time to have a ball | |
| I' m a gogetter, and i' m out to goget | |
| If you' re makin movies, cancel that shit | |
| You' re still makin movies? man, get your cordercam | |
| Oops, camcorder, but shit you know the order | |
| Couldn' t get no skins, until you got a benz | |
| Didn' t have no friends til you started makin ends | |
| I see it daily, weekly monthly yearly | |
| Think you got it goin on? really | |
| I never sold gems to the bums in the slums | |
| Only robbed devils, made a few number runs | |
| Brothers round my way they like to blabber at the gums | |
| Just jealous cause i got it by the tons | |
| Twenty fifty hundred, is how i count my bills | |
| Then i take it slow because it runs into the mills | |
| Brothers try to step to this but all they catch is chills | |
| No frills, puba pays the bills | |
| Ron studda spin the wheel back like his name was pat sajak | |
| On wheel of fortune.. that' s how we keep it scorchin | |
| Alamo hey, sadat x hey, baby pop hey, now let me keep it rollin | |
| This is just the way i move to keep my pockets swollen | |
| Lights cameras action here comes mr. satisfaction | |
| I be maxin and relaxin til it' s time to jump in the action | |
| Now for grown i speak with a tone which i choose to call my own | |
| Ghetto prone i guard the zone like the kid from _home alone_ | |
| Type of style that flows for days it' s like it pays to save amaze | |
| Now i be careful on the lays because the aids are nowadayses | |
| Grand puba, s. o. s., stud doogie, alamo | |
| You know how the shit go! | |
| So big jeff hey, b. r. hey, tislam hey, jael hey | |
| Stud doogie hey, alamo hey, and uptown hey, brooklyn hey | |
| And here we go here we go make the dough yo | |
| Here we go here we go make the dough yo | |
| Now check it y' all i' d like to say peace | |
| To all the gods and the earths and the people of the universe | |
| Wanna let you know the black man come first | |
| So don' t act up cause you might leave in a hearse | |
| Yo check this yo | |
| I wanna give a big up to all my now rule people | |
| You know the flavor, projects m. o. | |
| Lincoln ave. m. o., youknowhati' msayin? | |
| City park in the dark m. o., youknowhati' msayin? | |
| Big up big up to all my people | |
| All that other shit .. is dead, dead, dead | |
| Word up | |
| I wanna give a big up to the stinkin lincoln mob | |
| Youknowhati' msayin? and we gonna bounce off like this | |
| Y' all know the flavor, abc |
| zuò cí : Dixon | |
| Yo doogie let' s hit this off yo | |
| Aiyyo check this | |
| Aiyyo rob sutton hit the button! | |
| Hah! yeah | |
| You know time is it 3x | |
| Check it check it check it out yo | |
| Check | |
| I beg your pardon who' s the one with the roughness? | |
| Super extra toughness, grand pubala! | |
| See i' m the chosen, i keep the snakes frozen | |
| Check out how i blows in, girl it feels good when it goes in | |
| Here' s the situation, supreme motivation | |
| Helps me get the loot, and then i knock the boots | |
| I jump high like jordan, flash like gordon | |
| ' bos, girbauds and shorts is probably what i' m sportin | |
| Fuck what you heard, this is what you need to hear | |
| It' s the same as last year, so _step to the rear_ | |
| Cause when i was a shorty couldn' t wait to drink my first 40 | |
| Find an exshorty in the hallway and get naughty | |
| Jump on the elevator, hit the lights out | |
| My moms was a yardie so my pops kept a stout | |
| Ooh a young boy tipsy, that' s without a doubt | |
| It wasn' t hard to tell what the puba was about | |
| Love the ladies lovely used to do it on my knees | |
| Certain honey got a problem go see puba he can ease ya | |
| Here i am, and here i stand | |
| Honey all that good shit tell me, who' s the man? | |
| From, here to bangkok, i sign my john hancock | |
| On the contract, it' s like 123 contact | |
| Kick shit on the really cause i do it on the daily | |
| Straight to the hole like my man malik seally | |
| I hit stunts, on occasion smoke blunts | |
| My moms don' t like me cause i wear gold fronts | |
| If honey wants to flam it' s no thing to me at all | |
| Alamo and stud doogie, it' s time to have a ball | |
| I' m a gogetter, and i' m out to goget | |
| If you' re makin movies, cancel that shit | |
| You' re still makin movies? man, get your cordercam | |
| Oops, camcorder, but shit you know the order | |
| Couldn' t get no skins, until you got a benz | |
| Didn' t have no friends til you started makin ends | |
| I see it daily, weekly monthly yearly | |
| Think you got it goin on? really | |
| I never sold gems to the bums in the slums | |
| Only robbed devils, made a few number runs | |
| Brothers round my way they like to blabber at the gums | |
| Just jealous cause i got it by the tons | |
| Twenty fifty hundred, is how i count my bills | |
| Then i take it slow because it runs into the mills | |
| Brothers try to step to this but all they catch is chills | |
| No frills, puba pays the bills | |
| Ron studda spin the wheel back like his name was pat sajak | |
| On wheel of fortune.. that' s how we keep it scorchin | |
| Alamo hey, sadat x hey, baby pop hey, now let me keep it rollin | |
| This is just the way i move to keep my pockets swollen | |
| Lights cameras action here comes mr. satisfaction | |
| I be maxin and relaxin til it' s time to jump in the action | |
| Now for grown i speak with a tone which i choose to call my own | |
| Ghetto prone i guard the zone like the kid from _home alone_ | |
| Type of style that flows for days it' s like it pays to save amaze | |
| Now i be careful on the lays because the aids are nowadayses | |
| Grand puba, s. o. s., stud doogie, alamo | |
| You know how the shit go! | |
| So big jeff hey, b. r. hey, tislam hey, jael hey | |
| Stud doogie hey, alamo hey, and uptown hey, brooklyn hey | |
| And here we go here we go make the dough yo | |
| Here we go here we go make the dough yo | |
| Now check it y' all i' d like to say peace | |
| To all the gods and the earths and the people of the universe | |
| Wanna let you know the black man come first | |
| So don' t act up cause you might leave in a hearse | |
| Yo check this yo | |
| I wanna give a big up to all my now rule people | |
| You know the flavor, projects m. o. | |
| Lincoln ave. m. o., youknowhati' msayin? | |
| City park in the dark m. o., youknowhati' msayin? | |
| Big up big up to all my people | |
| All that other shit .. is dead, dead, dead | |
| Word up | |
| I wanna give a big up to the stinkin lincoln mob | |
| Youknowhati' msayin? and we gonna bounce off like this | |
| Y' all know the flavor, abc |
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