Act Like Ya Don't Know

[Noke D]

Ask any one of these niggaz, who the realest they know

Who put it down on the streets, and in the studio

Who grind everyday, and work as hard as they play

Who making major moves, and not end up in get way hey hey

[D-Reck]

We so many rap dons rap hustlers, and rap kings

With rap things, bragging bout bling-bling

I ain't gon say, that I'm sitting on the throne

Just know, Reck comfortable with the seat he sitting on

So I don't write no mo', just recite these flows

I'ma lead that new so called, Freestyle Pro's

Just give me the riches, give me the bitches

Champagne bad dames, and O's fools on switches

[Double D]

Man I just love when these haters, start spreading they rumors

And let me know whatever I'm doing, should of done it sooner

I ain't fucked up about em, fool I still got em

In my hand like a bird, if you niggaz ain't heard

Yeah I'm back now, reunited how you niggaz gonna act now

I bet you niggaz, wanna come and get a track now

Me and Reck and Noke D, got 'em packed now

You better back down, fool

[Hook: Noke D & (Double D)]

These niggaz tripping acting funny, acting like they don't know

You better respect the name before we, kick in your do'

(If you got it, show it holla if you know it

All my gangstas (hey-hey)

And any nigga who a thug right now

In the club right now, show love right now) (hey-hey)

[Tyte Eyez]

It's time, that my presence be known

It was hard but I thank God, for the blessings he's shown

And the knowledge that he gave me, to maneuver through the hate

So many roaches so many rats, so many fleas so many snakes

In the grass it make me laugh, the way you fags spit your flows

And if brains was dynamite, you niggaz couldn't blow your nose

How the fuck you gon blow up, say man hold up

Y'all niggaz ain't freestyle kings, y'all offspring so grow up

[D-Gotti]

Boys know we put it down, fa real

Got it thoed with the pen, but I hold the steel, ha

And I'm a MC killa, I do it for my niggaz

Double D laced the track, Reck fronted the figgas

Bops scheming let my jokes out, nigga hot now

Wreckshop reloaded, and we bout to drop now

Know I'm saying, you dogs ain't playing this year

I'm out the Penitentiary, trying to leave these suckas in the rear

I fear no man, but God

This my motherfucking job it's my life, for when times get hard

Cause these fraud mo'fuckers, ain't deceiving young nigga

Get your grind on get up out the gutta, and see riches you bitches

[Hook]

[Noke D]

Ask any one of these niggaz, who the realest they know

Who put it down on the streets, and in the studio

Who grind everyday, and work as hard as they play

Who making major moves, and not end up in get way hey hey