You Don't Know

HOOK: If ya don't know know ya know (know know know) x2 (Verse 1) I was raised in the jungle where dem killas swang vines And if a nigga got a problem Add it up its my nine I was exposed to these killas out here doin they crimes So all I know is load the clip up And go smoke me a dime And its some dirty cops out here So I guess I can pay time Throw down a couple racks and roll rite back to my place Ain't no need for no court its just another cold case But when my nigga got locked up it was a slap in da face I just hope I don't get caught up And go and ketch me a case I'll have yo baby momma cryin Like she was sprayed wit some mace And I got dat berry kush Come and get you a taste 25 for a gram Come and spend you some bills And light it up And lean back it ain't nothing but thrills I don't fuck wit da rocks but I fuck wit da Glocks Hit ya up and leave you sinkin Like you feel of a dock Man these pussys pointing fingers Like a muthaphukin clock But when I let off dat choppa I make they fucken heart stop So you pussys cool wit me If you don't tic or toc