UNCLE MURDA lyrics : "They Don't Know Me"
I'm so G'd up, from the feet up
All my ^!$$%s B, or they P'd up, some C'd up
Yes we E'd up, one thing for sure, we G'd up
White boy, yes we wasted
We don't pack blunts we two faced %#@!
Old school shorty I'm bassin
All they trapers like they wasted [?]
I'm about my money like Mayweather, hommie
I'm a winna, you a looser like Sam Mosly [?]
!@^%s think they're harder than me, I be like wow,
I think these new songs sound like [?]
I feel like I just came home from jail
I [?]. [?], move from italics to the bell [?]
Because I'm a sizer, we pack the lammas
We pitbulls, doberman, (*##$es an rottweilers
So all you little wannabe [?] can get it
I get away with murder, I'm O.J. Simpson
The blood above [?] [?] veins
I'm geed up, talk to em waka flacka flame
[Chorus:]
I'm so G'd up, from the feet up
All my ^!$$%s B, or they P'd up, some C'd up
Yes we E'd up, one thing for sure, we G'd up
White boy, yes we wasted
We don't pack blunts we two faced %#@!
Old school shorty I'm bassin
All they trapers like they wasted [?]
!@^%s think they're wavy, they ain't really wavy
[?] test flow, you gotta be crazy, you gotta be insane
$#&@'em with the murder team
^!$$%s turn momma's house into a murder scene
Modern day biggy, modern day Jay
I can make Nikky believe she not gay
I stay with a bad (*##$, slag [?] Jay
I might do a sex tape, me and Kim, Kate
I $#&@ her like a G tour [?] cd,
She's singin one blood but she bout to do 3
I let her smash the hommies, I'm the big hommie
5, 000 dumb moves that [?] kill for me
[Chorus:]
I'm so G'd up, from the feet up
All my ^!$$%s B, or they P'd up, some C'd up
Yes we E'd up, one thing for sure, we G'd up
White boy, yes we wasted
We don't pack blunts we two faced %#@!
Old school shorty I'm bassin
All they trapers like they wasted [?]
Submit Corrections