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    "Don't Know Nobody" Lyrics


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    Yo, yo, yo, I'ma have to stand up
    Take game, I got grabbed up
    Asking me questions, interogating
    The way the hatin, they just remind me of satan
    Keep em motivating, police asking questions about this and this
    I don't know shit, and hell no, I don't know 5 or 6
    I'm confined to a small room
    I celly off to my beeper, thought I had to sues
    And the headache, was the feelings for me and my crew
    To take impostas, impalas and black sues
    Big boys, and LL cues
    I'm thinking like deep cover
    I'm in too deep, like Donny Brasco
    Who could be the asshole
    I make sure the motherfucker don't last long
    Roll to the castle where my niggas be, triggas be
    Blowin they backs out, they felt the misery
    And the decision be, spill coffee
    Who's on the beats I can't be locked up
    They had evidence, make the scenery all dense
    But it's Ok my lawyer will approach the bench

    I don't know nobody, and I ain't seen shit
    That's the way it is, you try to lock me up
    Put me in cuffs, motherfucker hand in your benz

    Cause I don't know nobody, and I ain't seen shit
    That's the way it is, you try to lock me up
    Put me in cuffs, motherfucker hand in your benz

    Pop, they caught me off guard
    I was stuck the beat shit fucked
    I went down to my knees
    And put out the trees
    I sat down on the benches
    He snuck his dog on my five senses
    All I could hear was a walky talky saying "I got em"
    I'm asking the charge, yeah you know he shot em
    We biscuit printed plus your first henes borrowin
    I ain't heard nuff yet, next day daily news read
    Murder suspect, 19, down in Queens
    Day of rainment where he had slim chance to win it
    Two asses from bail so they gave glances
    It's Friday, had to lay for the weekend stretch
    First thing, Monday morning, calling for street connects
    Man I forgot the machine they callin for
    Fuck a message all they need is it playin back
    I'm confined a 8 by 12 flat
    With bums niggas who sell crack
    Flippin off the the world


    It's like 4 in the morning and the crib sleeping easily
    My dogs got me off feet face me slow down
    I'm like what the fuck the deal
    He's like the shut the fuck up
    We got evidence, we know the deal
    They got tape confessions of your man
    Whiping out your man
    Key witness to the stands
    I should have played yours
    The moving bar to my moms get the news to bar
    Same time Jake taking me out
    Same line gonna try and fake me out
    Sitting in the van pointing face out
    Soon as I hit the plan, the course going close the plan
    Take em out, take em out, before the court day out
    I won't say, but by tomorrow, I'm out
    Nothing to say follow snitch
    Lay low, and hollow him out
    And pones is wilding too
    Niggas like Maze got the same time as you

    Walking down a half dee, snatch me up
    Little g's no pad
    These niggas gonna cuff me up
    On stayed in the back so he could scuff me up
    Blows from the walky talky, gonna fuck me up
    Asking me about shit I knew, but won't tell
    Just you and Baby D, ain't nobody depending on me
    Saying if I won't talk, I'll wait in the cell
    They got evidence to leave me in jail
    There's no time for this shit
    Just sign the statement
    If you snitching, you won't have to say shit
    Reverse pyschology, he trying to lie to me
    He try to pin me for murder
    And a string of robberies
    Plus you a ex-con send me to the book
    Cause press on
    Cash and bonds, they won't last very long
    I know they frontin, they got nothing on me
    I ain't saying shit, why these niggas saying something
    This song was submitted on November 15th, 2004 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Kiam Holley, Michael Allen, Michael J. Allen, Musa Abdullah, Robert Hall, Robert A. Hall, Victor Santiago.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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