You Know What It Iz lyrics

[Intro: Frank Calhoune & Infa Red]
And, you know what it iz (uh)!
Uh, uh; huh


[Hook: Infa Red]
Ooh, rollin' off tha meter; b*tch, I'mma dawg
Neighborhood hero; don't f*ck wit y'all
Y'all not my equal; claim to be gang
But b*tch, you ain't my people
But, if you wanna slide, you know what it iz
But, if you come outside, we give yo azz tha biz
My young ready to ride; put one in yo rib
And, whoeva outside, they gon get they ass zipped; fa'real!


[Verse 1: Infa Red]
Ooh, rollin' off tha meter; b*tch, I'mma dawg (huh)
Neighborhood hero (yeah); don't f*ck wit y'all (uh-uh)
Y'all not my equal (b*tch); claim to be gang but b*tch, you ain't my people
I come through with tha gang; got that boy nervous
n*gga say he slidin'; what happened to ya purpose (what happened)?
n*ggas know my name; tha Infa Red'll murda you
n*gga say he gangsta (gangsta) but he gon have ta show it (waddup?); yeah
b*tch, I'm a cold-blooded lion (cold-blooded); don't think I'm stuntin', I'm somethin' like a lion (huh)
I got so many spots (huh); I'm somethin' like a cheetah
I'll walk yo azz down wit this big-ole black Nina


[Hook: Infa Red]
But, if you wanna slide, you know what it iz
But, if you come outside, we give yo azz tha biz
My young ready to ride; put one in yo rib
And, whoeva outside, they gon get they ass zipped; fa'real!


[Verse 2: Frank Calhoune]
Mane, I know what it iz; I be feelin' ducked-off, huh!
Got me in da trenches wit li' Infa, feelin' mucked-off!
And, I know what it do, when I'm comin' wit my crew, huh!
Preachin' out da blues, when I'm drummin' out da rules!
Mane, I know what it be; freshest clothes on me, huh!
Catchin' wit a fee; precious goals I need!
And, I know what it sound, when I'm shmokin' on da pound, huh!
Flyin' inbound, outbound, thru da town!
Mane, I know what it read, when I hit 'em wit da facts, huh!
Waves be infrared, wit Infa Red, all on wax!
And, I know what it need, when I get 'em out dey greed, huh!
Crankin' up da speed, drippin' on 'em like I bleed!

[Hook: Infa Red]
Ooh, rollin' off tha meter; b*tch, I'mma dawg
Neighborhood hero; don't f*ck wit y'all
Y'all not my equal; claim to be gang
But b*tch, you ain't my people
But, if you wanna slide, you know what it iz
But, if you come outside, we give yo azz tha biz
My young ready to ride; put one in yo rib
And, whoeva outside, they gon get they ass zipped; fa'real!