Lyrics

CHORUS (2x)
Ya?ll Niggas don?t know nothing
Til you put the gun to the niggas head and let him hold something
Ya?ll niggas don?t know nothing
What they know what they know (I don?t know)
They don?t know nothing

VERSE ONE
I don?t know why I got niggas grilling me
Everybody after me like I was an enemy
Maybe cause one day I?m gonna be on MTV
But they chilling with me like they lie with the enemy
I?m blessed so know I?m killing this rap
You probably hating like you got salt on ya back
I?m feeling the beat so you know I?m blazing the track
Pen pad and paper what?s better than that
I might bleed but you know I?m never gonna die
I might shed a tear but I?m never gonna cry
Niggas talk crap like my homies don?t ride
Pull out the rocket and you fall through the sky
That big jaw dog you get jawed dog
You talking guns like you copped ya self a sawed off
You aint getting sweet you getting soft dog
You on my hit list about to get crossed off

CHORUS (2x)
Ya?ll Niggas don?t know nothing
Til you put the gun to the niggas head and let him hold something
Ya?ll niggas don?t know nothing
What they know what they know (I don?t know)
They don?t know nothing

VERSE TWO
Plead the fifth
Pussy I?ll leave you stiff
Ima send you down to hell bull you need the trip
See the wrist (bling) it gleams and glist
You aint up on this homie cause it costs a grip
You get tossed and kicked
Ya boss a bitch
Ya dimes to small they should cost a nick
The bars I rip is too hard and thick
Yall niggas mad at the kid cause my balls is big
I?m dirty Ima clap you back
This is a dramatic act
Hit your shoulders soldier and make ya ass do the cabbage pat
Yall niggas cant me see like cataracts
Get this shit cracking like if you really packing gats
Koop (what up) the motherfucking savage back
Yall niggas hate cause yall nuts like cracker jacks
Got that shit to talk pussy?
We aint having that
I?m a true born legend not ya average cat

CHORUS (2x)
Ya?ll Niggas don?t know nothing
Til you put the gun to the niggas head and let him hold something
Ya?ll niggas don?t know nothing
What they know what they know (I don?t know)
They don?t know nothing

VERSE TWO
It?s P to the R
E to the Z
So fuckers please stop just hating on me
I know them green-eyed fuckers they envy
Cause my game tight bitches love my shirt
They love me when I rock the strecks
When I do it like a general homie
Twist vanilla dutches up with that mineral homie
That good green keeps me on my lean
I play the whole scene
Rolling dice rocking cards ya know what I mean
On the block all day to get my hustle on
Not a Rick Ross
But everyday I stay hustling
I stay muscling and my sides still skinny
But guess what my niggas still ride with the semi
Niggas can?t check my weight
They say I?m like a young Lebron when I?m holding that cake
But wait a minute cause the game gonna ache
Cause when I came for my slice I?m taking the whole cake.

CHORUS (until end)
Ya?ll Niggas don?t know nothing
Til you put the gun to the niggas head and let him hold something
Ya?ll niggas don?t know nothing
What they know what they know (I don?t know)
They don?t know nothing