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camron - you must not know (jay-z diss) lyrics

[verse 1:]
camel clutchem, iron shiek, fonzworth jigga,
lien geek tryna creep, all while giants sleep,
wasn’t conserned with it but, british was burnt a bit,
said that he learned the sh-t, heard jigga confermed a hit,
looked me in my eyes and said you paralyze perement, holmes no hot comes,
but his hair we’ll put a perm in it, whos talkin sweatcakes, sneak laced, be safe,
my n-gg-s flew in from 3 states, cheapscape, an elite 8,
hows streetbeef taste, yah papes right, face slice, v8,
cause we’ll break the shotties on yah, beware the hottie comma on yah,
i worn yah, no nets invest in body armor, the death to the apes,
shulda kept it a case, now you get left in a lake, or even your neck in a brace,
when i step in the place, yep i’m wreckin the race,
wessin got a question made a vest for yah face, you act old you r old -sshole,
shutme ducky i’m chucky childs play black role, hot keyz and b-tter,
brotha guns you’ll see, the traffic red light, green light, one two three,
what you done to me, you say they pulled guns on me,
i laughed that was fun to me, this year i faced a one to three,
the sixth buildin, four main thay placed the boi,
to the left man you actin to replace a boi

[chorus:cam’ron and h-ll rell]
you must not know bout me, you must not know bout me,
to the left, to the left
you must now know bout me, you must not know bout me
to the death to the death
i’m a ruger smack him, get him and clap him
this dude was askin i pulled the ruger first the ruger asked him
what is this n-gg-s stupid or dumb, which one is this n-gg-s stupid or dumb

[verse 2:]
sound scan stupid -ss, i get stupid cash,
movie platinum, soundtrack did three, you do the math,
at eighty percent let’s mob, i just robbed,
you for a couple mill stupid, at yah desk job,
my card, my office, check my intern, security in arm rest,
yes you’ll get skin burned, janitor got keyz, please don’t even warn a broad,
the stoup to lobby, both dead at the confrence room,
put in work with the glock, i been workin alot,
juelz is humancrack, sh-t i got work on your block,
and they smoke it up, ya’ll labels like my c-ke,
shook it, cook it, rocked it, broke it up, sort of like an open dutch,
gat, clack tote and clutch, you the only one eaten the rest of them is broken up,
nas i take yah b–bie, holmes make a movie,
treat her like a beachball you kno, place a louchy,
only the cake can move me, what you want k or uzi,
don’t smack him jim, i’m a take his couffi, you kno rip it off,
quick they get clipped and tossed, sign a hoe,
what you want dog yah b-tch a boss, reeled in by a harlem girl,
you got em girl treat him like my diamond globe, rock his world,
as we style in coupes, hyphy, wild and loose, call pcw it child abuse.

- camron lyrics

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