He knows, you know, he knows, you know He knows, you know, but he's got problems He knows, you know, he knows, you know He knows, you know he's got
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your opinion, no 'Cuz you don't know what it's like You don't know what it's like You don't know what it's like to be like me You don't know so keep
just how you got into debt You lost when you nodded your neck Through the vest, through the chest that you tried to protect Take the voice that you try to project, check Darin' you
Closet and then I fuck the man in the closet and she says wat the hell and I said bitch you must didn't know this my new nigga & your out you fish pussy
what you worried 'bout Who you think you getting with that "Hi, let me freak ya."? You got me mistaken thinkin' you gon get it easy First of all you
, I know the game If they don't know who you are, then they don't know what you've done "You're just makin' this harder on yourself, son" I know this
Ice on a Syndicate Rhyme spree You say you wanna be down, you gotta talk to me You wanna get in? Put a sucker's head out Sound a little hot for you,
Make sure you write in the field, not a soldier dead That meant code red, bent off the black skunk The black dutch, back of the old shed If you can't live, you dyin', you
way out of control But shit homey, you know real dubs gon' roll You know Gusto? That's how he got on parole but when we catch him, you know we get the
the move You're family's crying, now, you on the news They can't find you and now they miss you Must I remind you I'm only here to twist you Pistol whip you, dip you
collars Last week I flossed on em, bitch I made a movie How you doin? Where you been? Hello to my groupies! Swagga to the moon, man, Gaup in my two hands You
you Put niggas to sleep like a motherfucking downer I'm a great white, you's a flounder Fish and a bitch, I tuna eveything around you U-Haul Gudda, moving everything around you
Where you been) One big smile on my face zip it darling it's just you and me (You and me) Now I'm on some Alfie behaviour, I'll call you back later Too many fish
yo, champagne wishes and thirty white bitches You know this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous You know this shit is fucking ridiculous Cars for the misses and furs for the mistress You know
trap I got somethin' to serve That's sixteen bars, same price for a bird What you need, a bird or a couple pounds? I'm on Cleveland Ave, you know my
think you should know! 'Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of you (Thinking of you, thinking of you) Thinking of you, what you would do If you were
rob the chiney shop down the road An rumour have it sey the chiney man have a sword But we did have a one pop wey make outta board So you know the next
