Easy feat. Cash

[verse1 Y'all suckas know what time it is . Y'all suckas better be easy, Y'all suckas talking all that sheee, man. Y'all suckas know it is what it is, bee. Get the uh out of here with that sheeet, man. punks better respect it, .Y'all punks don't know me, know me, bee, you better be easy. Woo. .Hey, take a chill pill before something happen. Punks wonder what I did before rappin. In my hood, homies call me the captain. Make them walk the plank and straight to the clappin. No need for no talk if you ain't real. Give them life behind bars and they still won't squeal. I got a team of hard hitters with them baseball bats. From the city where them homies invented the head crack. We could take it to the streets and we could box for fun. I got an ill hand game and we could pop that drum. Everybody on the block say my name ring bells. Flow so hot, my next verse send you to hell. Woo. [chorus] Y'all suckas don't know me, know me, bee, you better be easy. Y'all don't know me, know me, bee, you better be easy. Yeah. Yeah. Y'all suckas don't know me, know me, bit, you better be easy. Y'all don't know me, know me, bee, you better be easy. Come on. [Verse2] Listen to my words, homie, and see what I'm about. And at the same time, mama said knock you out. Y'all punks know about my crew and about the way we get down. Last homie talked sh, made his ass leave town. I'm in the business where we don't really talk too much. Stomp out then we eat them for lunch. Now everybody in the game want to be that gangster. See them in the streets, so they studio gangsters. And we don't play, homie, till the work is done. Block party, 11:30, now we having some fun. we could cop that green. From coast to coast,, we got what you need. Woo. Y'all niggas don't know me, know me, , you better be easy. Nah. Nah. Y'all niggas don't know me, know me, bitch, you better be easy. Woo. Woo. Y'all don't know me, know me, bitch, you better be easy. Come on. Come on. Y'all don't know me, know me, bitch, you better be easy. Y'all don't know me, know me, bitch, you better be easy. It is what it is. What it is. Y'all punks don't know me, know me, bitch, you better be easy. DJ G-Money. Y'all suckas don't know me, know me, bitch, you better be easy. We getting surgical in this sheee again, man. Y'all homies don't know me, know me, bitch, you better be easy. They know what time it is, man. Y'all punks better start respecting me, man. I hear y'all suckas talking all that sheee in the street about this and that. I heard you say Cash Ain't Got This, Cash Ain't Got That. Y'all homies just keep on talking, man. It's funny when I see y'all dudes in the streets, man. Y'all punks know what I found, man. Let's get the business, man. Y'all be easy, man. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Wo [chorus] Y'all suckas know what time it is . Y'all suckas better be easy, Y'all suckas talking all that sheee, man. Y'all suckas know it is what it is, bee. Get the uh out of here with that sheeet, man. punks better respect it, .Y'all punks don't know me, know me, beeetch, you better be easy. Woo. Hey, take a chill pill before something happen. Punks wonder what I did before rappin. In my hood, homies call me the captain. Make them walk the plank and straight to the clappin. No need for no talk if you ain't real. Give them life behind bars and they still won't squeal. I got a team of hard hitters with them baseball bats. From the city where them homies invented the head crack. We could take it to the streets and we could box for fun. I got an ill hand game and we could pop that drum. Everybody on the block say my name ring bells. Flow so hot, my next verse send you to hell. Woo. [verse2] Y'all suckas don't know me, know me, bee, you better be easy. Y'all niggas don't know me, know me, bee, you better be easy. Yeah. Yeah. Y'all suckas don't know me, know me, bit, you better be easy. Y'all niggas don't know me, know me, biee you better be easy. Come on. [Verse2] Listen to my words, homie, and see what I'm about. And at the same time, mama said knock you out. Y'all punks know about my crew and about the way we get down. Last homie talked sheee, made him leave town. I'm in the business where we don't really talk too much. Stomp the ooh out then we eat them for lunch. Now everybody in the game want to be that gangsta. See them in the streets, so they studio gangstas. And we don't play, homie, till the work is done. Block party, late night now we having some fun. Call a bee something, we could cop that green. From coast to coast, we got what you need. Woo. [chorus] Y'all suckas don't know me, know me, bee, you better be easy. Nah. Nah. Y'all homies don't know me, know me, bee, you better be easy. Woo. Woo. Y'all don't know me, know me, bee, you better be easy. Come on. Come on. Y'all don't know me, know me,