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Seslendiren ve Şarkı: Capone-N-Noreaga - Don't Know Nobody
Biçim: Şarkı Sözleri - HİÇBİRİ
Tarih: 8 Şubat 2009 Pazar
Gönderen: ohara
Toplam Okuyan: 387 kişi
Bu Ay Okuyan: 5 kişi
Bu Hafta Okuyan: 1 kişi
 
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Yo, yo, yo, I'ma have to stand up

Take game, I got grabbed up

Asking me questions, interrogating

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 cell off to my beeper, thought I had to sues



And the headache, was the feelings for me and my crew

To take imposts, impalas and black sues

Big boys and LL cues, I'm thinking like deep cover

I'm in too deep, like Donnie Brasco



Who could be the asshole

I make sure the motherfucker don't last long

Roll to the castle where my niggas be, triggers 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 okay 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 handle your biz

'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 handle your biz



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 snack 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 hen's borrowin'

I ain't heard nuff yet, next day daily news read



Murder suspect, 19, down in Queens

Day of raiment 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



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 handle your biz

'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 handle your biz



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

Whipping 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 psychology, 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



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