Correction Paroles I Don’t Know par Peezy

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(Paradise)
(Ayo, Clipzy, this sh*t raw as hell)
I don't know, I don't know
I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
Yeah

I don't know who killed doggy
I don't know who hit the club and shot up the whole party
Don't know who playin' on my phone, it might be your ho probably
You still thinkin' Hellcats, you don't know about a 'Rari
Book a flight, n***a, see the world
I seen him lose his life when he got hit, I seen him curl
My n***a took a Perc' before he ate, and I seen him hurl
They had me in the interrogation room and I ain't say a word
You ever slept in a bed with a G?
Gucci on from my head to my feet
Dog switched, I wasn't even in the feds for a week
How you f**kin' with them n***as when you know we got beef?
Had to make 'em recognize me, thеy ain't know about me
Real sharpshooters, n***a, thеy on go about me
I'm a real player, boy, don't bring your ho around me
f**ked the money up, it had me in a hole for 'bout a week, but I bounced back
Yeah, I used to drop a half and bring an ounce back
Was cheese in the house, got a n***a settin' mouse traps
Shoppin' out in Cali, bought some sh*t and couldn't pronounce that
I'm a trap n***a, ask the OGs, they can vouch that
But I don't need no vouch or no validation
I live this sh*t, no imagination
I used to buy Act' by the cases
I'm a fat, Black n***a ridin' in a spaceship
I'ma fah-fah-fah-fah, so don't play, b*t*h
It's just me and Lou blowin' racks at The Dayshift
Everything you hear me on crack, bro, I can't miss
Hit a bad b*t*h from the back, but we can't kiss
Unc' got a Big Meech bag, he don't take pics
b*t*h, I'm from the Eastside, where they take hits
We'll leave your ass deepfried, get your face hit
Real n***as talkin', keep quiet with that fake sh*t
Rap fail, then it's back to the basics
I'm back weighin' on a scale, buyin' razors
Don't get blackmailed, boy, in jail, I'm they favorite
I made crack sales and I looked out for the neighbors
But now I just rap, I'm tryna live it up
Don't compare to me, I read the stats, you ain't did enough
Baby girl was in a bad mood, I had to lift her up
Grab that Louis bag out the room, it's time to fill it up
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
I don't know who got popped
I don't know who got dropped
I just know we can't stop
All I know about is guap
n***a, grab me a pop
Fill it to the top, I don't know, I don't know
I don't know who got dropped
I don't know who got popped
I just know we can't stop
All I know about is guap
n***a, fill it to the top
(Ayo, Clipzy, this sh*t raw as hell)

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