I Know 2 Much Songtext
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[Verse 1:]
Sometimes I can't stand u, some things from your past is skandelous, I heard all tha lies, I can't handle it, I witnessed exacutions that you've put money on, and u still got tha nerve 2 play that innocent role, I was there when tha drug deals got exchanged, and your homeboyz came thru and let it rain, looked in your eyez and I knew it was a setup, but u didn't say a word, u still let 'em bust, I'm givin' up on this friendship, your past is present, I been knowin' u since ten eleven, I'm movin past ya revin', I knew ya ass when ya ass was smellin, so fuck all them stories ya tellin, u can say that u a boss, but shit... I was with u in jail, and u took an oath never to tell, nigga I know too much!
[Verse 2:]
How can u even fix your face to release those lies, your ass should die, I'll stick a ciggarette in your eye, release the smoke, and then all tha bullets'll fly, ain't nobody from your syde that come as wicked as I, I never knew I should've let your ass inside my circle, my words'll hurt u, whip u till your ass turn purple, and dissapear like tha ghost man, flyin up tha coast man, get rid of tha gun, and all that extra ass contraband, storm like quick sand, grip em like pits man, fuck tha love, I tell it like it is man, I'm like a steel toed boot inside this hip-hop battlefield, I fuck with tha don, cause them niggaz know a niggaz real, probly be killed but 2 feel like I feel is 2 be real, and every nigga feel like I feel, ain't no kiss-ass nigga I don't ask 4 shit, and I'm a still do tha same whether I'm poor or rich, so 2 every mothafuka that I helped get a deal and gave a few thousand 2 help pay a bill, I'm a show u mothafukaz just how real is real, I'll give tha word and watch how many bodies are killed, exacutioner, cut 'em quick and fast like a guillatine, taught by tha best on how 2 exercise on triple beams, as cold as me, I don't know too many that can flow like me, thugged-out, but ya bitch'll want me like I'm jodeci, fo' sho it's me a south-ass nigga, u gone notice me, stay drunk and fucked up nigga, like I'm post 2 be, patrollin me, leanin 2 tha syde like an older G, keep ya eyez on me mafuka, cause I know 2 much!
Sometimes I can't stand u, some things from your past is skandelous, I heard all tha lies, I can't handle it, I witnessed exacutions that you've put money on, and u still got tha nerve 2 play that innocent role, I was there when tha drug deals got exchanged, and your homeboyz came thru and let it rain, looked in your eyez and I knew it was a setup, but u didn't say a word, u still let 'em bust, I'm givin' up on this friendship, your past is present, I been knowin' u since ten eleven, I'm movin past ya revin', I knew ya ass when ya ass was smellin, so fuck all them stories ya tellin, u can say that u a boss, but shit... I was with u in jail, and u took an oath never to tell, nigga I know too much!
[Verse 2:]
How can u even fix your face to release those lies, your ass should die, I'll stick a ciggarette in your eye, release the smoke, and then all tha bullets'll fly, ain't nobody from your syde that come as wicked as I, I never knew I should've let your ass inside my circle, my words'll hurt u, whip u till your ass turn purple, and dissapear like tha ghost man, flyin up tha coast man, get rid of tha gun, and all that extra ass contraband, storm like quick sand, grip em like pits man, fuck tha love, I tell it like it is man, I'm like a steel toed boot inside this hip-hop battlefield, I fuck with tha don, cause them niggaz know a niggaz real, probly be killed but 2 feel like I feel is 2 be real, and every nigga feel like I feel, ain't no kiss-ass nigga I don't ask 4 shit, and I'm a still do tha same whether I'm poor or rich, so 2 every mothafuka that I helped get a deal and gave a few thousand 2 help pay a bill, I'm a show u mothafukaz just how real is real, I'll give tha word and watch how many bodies are killed, exacutioner, cut 'em quick and fast like a guillatine, taught by tha best on how 2 exercise on triple beams, as cold as me, I don't know too many that can flow like me, thugged-out, but ya bitch'll want me like I'm jodeci, fo' sho it's me a south-ass nigga, u gone notice me, stay drunk and fucked up nigga, like I'm post 2 be, patrollin me, leanin 2 tha syde like an older G, keep ya eyez on me mafuka, cause I know 2 much!
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