Artist: Dom Pachino f/ Block McCloud Album: 1st Blood Song: Let Me Know Typed by: pneumatic [Intro: Dom Pachino (Block McCloud] Yeah, Yeah, What up Block (What up Dom P, What's good) (Aight) Yeah You round the way now huh (Yeah man, 7 years in the hood man) You gone show em how we do, You heard me (Word, Let's do this) On some Latino connection shit baby (Aight) We shuttin em down, We shuttin em down, (???) Bitch niggas, Yo. (???) [Dom Pachino] I pull it back like my foreskin and force my way in Block it, Tracks that scorchin, Dom P will torch them It's unfortunate, That they gone have to feel this heat You went from BK to these Staten Island streets And that's Targy, A block away from where I was raised Where I did my dirt, And my snotty nose thug stays Where I shot my first videos and fucked my first hoes In Stapleton, You know we got plenty of those 5-0 like to lurk, But I sell plenty of blow Where I toured and, Rocked my plenty of shows Many a nights, Fucked pussy that was tight Keep the pussy very tight, Cause the pussy gotta be right I locked up, You know I set, Plenty of kites Dom P is the realest, Feel this, Like product in your system Purchased by drug dealers, We killers, And about to mack millions Put metal in your mouth you about to catch feelings [Chorus 2X: Dom Pachino (Block McCloud)] (Yo whatever you wanna do, Nigga let me know) (That's for show, On tracks nigga, I'm reppin Dom Pachino) Whether it be green or gold play, You gotta let me know If you need me Block holla, You gotta let me know [Block McCloud] Yo, Be on point like a unicorn, Shit's so tight You need a shoe-horn to slip and rip pussies like a new born You torn like a birth canal could not deliver And fall like a river, It's nasty like my liver Pass the L, I'm crash landin, Cast a spell like a shaman You get blast to hell with my cannon I wreck with, Reckless abandon, Your death wish I'm grantin The natives are restless and plannin To leave you breathless, Damnin you to deafness Now you can't see me or hear me, Nigga fear me, I'm weary Of the old days, And old ways when we was sold to slaves Diggin up our golden graves Puerto Rican proud from the tribe of ??? Makin more green then Mejo in a casino in Reno With Dom Pachino, And jealous of the team We can network and get work, Just tell me what you need [Chorus]