Songtext They know Daz Dillinger

They know

[Verse 1]

From the depths of the underground keepin' it movin'

JT from the city I got hustle and I can prove it

Been gettin' dough, been runnin' through the score

Been hangin' by the store with flow we get low

In this big record Super Bowl, hits and crashes

Uh, or March Madness hittin' ya campus

Can ya feel his, incorporated for realness

Comin' from a young tycoon laced with ill spits

Dipped in acid, paper or plastic

We still independent ain't no need in askin'

Uh, I'm in the club 430 on dubs

Got the hottest record out and they showin' me love

Bigger rally, no Russell Simmons just killer Cali

Sewed up spots and merky and did em' badly

It's real though bet ya don't know about Fillmoe

Raised in the street with beat stompin' these steel toes

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Still get money - they know

We the next click to blow - they know

I represent the West Coast - they know

Holler my name we sowin' up the whole damn thing

Still get money - they know

We the next click to blow - they know

I represent the West Coast - they know

Got game for sure make the whole world get low

[Verse 2]

I'm at the car wash late night washin' my Vogues

Got the Sony Playstation while they blowin' them O's

I'm explosive, sun go down shit ferocious

The strip off the hook with whips, Lacs and toasters

We on the airways with underground DJs

Hit me on my two-way for wax copies and mix tapes

I'm at the L shop, the baby booze they be choosin'

Slidin' numbers to this young boss I keep it movin'

Chasin' guns in the two G one

Makin' runs throught the slums and mackin' the ones

In tall buildings rap game is millions

We gon' be the first to take rap to billions

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[Verse 3]

I'm heavy to the game and my arsenal thick

And I advise you to split my I speak to the clip

You can't hold us, Bay town bosses nothin' but soldiers

Ridin' for these West Coast streets runnin' from rollers

Improvise in a slick disguise

In a beamer X5 on the passenger side

She ridin' seat low, keepin' me strapped down with c-notes

Repuable cash flow bank cards where we go

In the city with pennies like Frank Henny

Catch me at the money mark shoppin' with Vinny

Check my background my roots run deep we got game

Holler my name, we sowin' up the whole damn thing

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