Cam`ron Let Me Know Lyrics

Let Me Know Lyrics

All my harlem niggas my bk niggas
back uptown baby lennox ave

We bout
to spit hospitable
Physical but shit is gettin critical
The way cats
bitin is dispicable
Pitiful unoriginal this shit is miserable
I'm a
businessman I ain't tryin to be lyrical
Damn it's a miracle thought y'all
was veterans
Wish your flow was ill huh?
Mine was your medicine
Now
you're in the game
Lame sound the best you've ever been
Play right I'll
catch you late night nigga like Letterman
Get thirty thou now your actions
begun
Actin and fun nigga after taxes you're done
Cars impounded, New
York must stop bitin and start writin
And start malice(?)
When the fuck
we start bouncin?
We stash ounces, make a nigga start clownin
We spark
round and nigga that's your heart poundin'

[CHORUS]
Yo you fly? Let
me know
Yo you high? Let me know
You wanna cry? Let me know
You wanna
die? Let me know
You want raw? Let me know
You sound raw Let me
know
You want a war? Let me know
You on tour? Let me know
You sell
crack? Let me know
You bust yo gat? Let me know
You sell weed? Let me
know
Well where the trees? Let me know
You a fed? Let me know
She give
head? Let me know
It's aight? Let me know
You wanna fight? Let me
know

Yo I get dough any way
I can flow any way
Yo you rap about
money, man, who are you anyway?
C'mon, all my jewels ice and gray
And
nigga might I say
I'm Mister Rogers status, change twice a day
Any beef
you let me know, I'll be there right away
And when I'm rhyming, I've always
got the right of way
I got some cats that'll come down here right away
To
take your ass right away
Believe me you could die today
We explode and
bullets we reload and killers speak in code
So please let me know
You get
fly? Let me know
He get high? Let me know
Take his jewels and his
rolls(?)
Eat his food to let him know(???)
You can't come to the hood, we
got glocks to squeeze
With rocks and G's and that shit looks hot on me
So
gimme that, little man, I'm bout to pocket it right
I make this look good,
you wasn't rockin it right

CHORUS

You the type of cat, wanna
marry your lover
And to the end of earth 4(???), huh, like mario
brother
Better carry your rubber
Now you done this street, Me I gun this
V(???)
Somethin to see, and man, ain't nothin to me
Not my man, not my
style
Not my fam, not my pal
Not my click, not my type
Hell no we not
alike
You get knocked, you sit in a cell
Get raped, bitch, and you
yell
Turn homo, kiss and you tell
Bitch nigga, walk with a switch
nigga
Why you switch nigga?, talk high pitched nigga?
You know how we get
niggas?
Bla! bla! bla! bla!
That's how we get niggas
Big drinkers, me
and 6 figures
Bout to be some real, real real real real real real
Rich
niggas
Big niggas, talk slick nigga
Got shit to spit nigga

CHORUS
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