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Charli Baltimore - Everybody Wanna Know lyrics
featuring DJ Premier Yeah what (Charli Baltimore) Bout to lay it down for these muthafuckas (Charli Baltimore) What speakin' on C. B'More Yo uh yo yo Verse One Now everybody wanna know the outcome of went I come out My roads to success pay dues with the thumb out Hitch hike from she aight to she's the nicest I permit chicks to front now I got a license what Everybody wanna know if I spit my own hits Come to any session, any song in question Drop 48 bars on spots like remixes All hoes do is add on my words like prefixes Roll 'Thorough Bitches' from deep South to these sixes Been way past cats ideas of mad riches Phone numbers, bank accounts They gon' match the time, what 9-9-9, 9-9, 9-9 And the punchline, give my best thoughts at "Crunch Time" I drop cats front, part 2, three much You want, hot shit, pop shit or some toxic Underground gossip, '99, I lock shit, what [DJ Premier] 'Charli Baltimore' <-- Charli 'Charli Baltimore' <-- The B.I.G. 'Yeah, yeah, my crew with... Untertainment' 'The Commission.. get it right' 'Charli Baltimore' <-- Charli 'Charli Baltimore' <-- The B.I.G. 'Yeah, yeah, my crew with... Untertainment' 'The Commission...' Verse Two Yo, uh, yo Now everybody wanna know the price Go soft in the rays, in other words B, meltin' they Ice Lyrically price, mostly rap cats, nigga So if I dis ya, better have them 48-Master Mister Or Misses, bitches, came in Beemo with Preim-O Jet flight like flocks, in L.V., Reno Casino, I'll play Ginger, I don't need no Divas, see her, niggas wanna see us Fall off, only thing we do is parl' off If it's beef, only thing you do is call off Talkin' about Starter, please, we got is sewed up When we got shows where you're at, don't even show up Niggas need to grow up, step they flow up Accept they diamonds won't blow up, and put they dough up On how I grow up, and know what Catch you on the Charli, you don't blown up Check the dial tone... [DJ Premier] 'Charli Baltimore' <-- Charli 'Charli Baltimore' <-- The B.I.G. 'Yeah, yeah, my crew with... Untertainment' 'The Commission.. get it right' 'Charli Baltimore' <-- Charli 'Charli Baltimore' <-- The B.I.G. 'Yeah, yeah, my crew with... Untertainment' 'The Commission...' Verse Three Yo, yo, uh Now everybody wanna know my third, verse-atile Niggas still tryin' to worry if I'm worth they wild Why rap about clothes, I'ma merchantile Legally the hot shit, in reverse awhile Attachin' ideas to it, in my years, you through In no time, I blow mine's, forget it, you who? C-H-A-R-L-I, dot it, no 'E' Ain't never been spotted, shit, nigga can throw me Can't nobody hold me to nothin' they can't show me Knew half now, and half now, do the math now See who laughs now, E-mail, not free mail Get the heffers like E-mail, rhyme with such detail Geared to my songs like seashells, de-rail Rappers off my track if they album is wacked Half the tat's on my back, you can see me head on Yeah me, get'cha red on point, be dead on, uh [DJ Premier] 'Charli Baltimore' <-- Charli 'Charli Baltimore' <-- The B.I.G. 'Yeah, yeah, my crew with... Untertainment' 'The Commission.. get it right' 'Charli Baltimore' <-- Charli 'Charli Baltimore' <-- The B.I.G. 'Yeah, yeah, my crew with... Untertainment' 'The Commission |
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