Now You Know

Lyrics

[Intro] What do you mean you want out of the contract? You're our best act Asshole records, may I help you? Uh, excuse me, Frontline? Uh, yeah, he'll see you guys now Yeah, okay, well you tell that fucker he better get me a single Can't sell records without a single That's it and that's all Sorry, guys, have a seat Yeah, alright Yeah, how you doin'? Nice to finally meet you guys face-to-face, so, um Got a chance to listen to your project, and, uh I mean, I'm feelin' the music I like what you guys are doin', but, um The Bay Area? That market, that sound just doesn't cut it nationwide [Chorus] Wha', wha'-wha', wha' (That's Oakland) Yee, yee-yee, yee (That's Richmond) Hey, hey (That's Frisco) And if you ain't from the Bay, now your ass know Wha', wha'-wha', wha' (That's Oakland) Yee, yee-yee, yee (That's Richmond) Hey, hey (That's Frisco) And if you ain't from the Bay, now your ass know (Yeah) [Verse 1: Left] Now somebody told me not to rep the Bay Why not? This is where I stay They said that we was dead and stuck in a grave And living off songs we made back in the day So I'ma take this book and start turning pages And expose the fact that they stealing Bay shit And I ain't talking 'bout popping collars and slanguage I'm talking about the moves they made to make it (Yeah) Artists making label deals, you probably thought that started with P for sure That's Bay, we all entrepreneurs We all doing our thing 'cause Bay niggas ain't no punks Distribution popping outta the trunk, partner And don't think we don't see the relations To mixtapes, and compilations (Yup) And how you come out here on our radio stations And say you love the Bay, but can't name the places (Yeah) [Chorus] Wha', wha'-wha', wha' (That's Oakland) Yee, yee-yee, yee (That's Richmond) Hey, hey (That's Frisco) And if you ain't from the Bay, now your ass know Wha', wha'-wha', wha' (That's Oakland) Yee, yee-yee, yee (That's Richmond) Hey, hey (That's Frisco) And if you ain't from the Bay, now your ass know (Yo) [Verse 2: Locksmith] We got a little dilemma, mayne Niggas are really bitter, they riddled up in they mental, mayne I'm in the middle, it's 'bout to give me a mental strain Everybody's tickled, but none of them niggas get it, mayne I know they just really wanna get rid of me But I'm not a victim, I listen as they belittle me Then I just take the negative energy Put it in my lyrics and spit it back at my enemies I disregard small affairs Treat 'em like hopscotch and step all over squares Scrutinizing me 'cause I got this song on the air But niggas should understand that I belong over there And, yeah, nigga, it's long overdue They telling you different, then, nigga, it's far from the truth In actuality, nigga, shit, we starving like you Nobody wanted to step up 'til we started to, uh [Chorus] Wha', wha'-wha', wha' (That's Oakland) Yee, yee-yee, yee (That's Richmond) Hey, hey (That's Frisco) And if you ain't from the Bay, now your ass know Wha', wha'-wha', wha' (That's Oakland) Yee, yee-yee, yee (That's Richmond) Hey, hey (That's Frisco) And if you ain't from the Bay, now your ass know