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cap 1 - they know lyrics

ft. 2 chainz, ty dolla $ign

[chorus]

i don’t give a f-ck, i don’t give a f-ck!
i pull up in that truck, pull up in that truck.
i run that b-tch over colored traffic,
and, yea, i’m on my own, i’m screaming f-ck it!

payed a hundred dollars for some head, n-gg-r.
say you ain’t did it!
i know you get licked for it, n-gg-r!
say you ain’t did it!
now if we here, in this league, n-gg-r,
and you don’t wanna spend it.

[chorus]

f-ck it, i’m whipping it crazy,
i’m riding the ford, i’m doing 180,
i am so heavy, my brain is so deadly,
tied a n-gg-r by the watch and chains,
they ain’t never see me coming like this!
smoking on dead gasoline in the fifth,
i need diggling for the choppering,
’cause all you b-tches wanna do is suck d-ck.
i hop on the fence.
i’m offended by whole defenders.
drink o.d. for morning sickness.
your dad was a motherf-cking snitch, n-gg-r,
you are born a witness.
accident forgiveness, say my name by accident,
we act, go in a drive-by,
you won’t meet me, or see me whining.
i am gangster like a raised guy would.
jerry curl, on the side.
i like thighs and br–sts, i have ’em stressed.
i don’t even know where my phone is.
crib so mo’f-cking big, i don’t even know where my room is.

been so fast, they say there he go.
been so bad, man, i think she know.
tucked a hundred to a mil, man, i think they know.
jugging on a low, man, i think they know.
i think they know, i think they know, h-ll yeah,
i think they know.

i think they know it if they don’t be know it i f-ck it i show it like you owe it other case samoan, i don’t get it going back and back and forth.

i’m black like a mourning, got you dishonest, in the back, in the morning, their money coming, try to stack enormous, you n-gg-rs’ p-ssy f-ck around on your hommies.

i think they know it, they know it, they know it, i gotta play and see around the corner, i got some b-tches here from california. got on my chains i’m looking like a dog. but these n-gg-rs don’t want that i put that on yadda, my … honey, my girl for a drama, go to l.a. meet the plug at the thomas.

i’m still the king of my city and they know it.
and i paint picturesquely words, i’m a poet.
and i try the top of my whip, are we sour?
i think it, i check in a minute, if n-gg-rs say win it
then they get it started.

- cap 1 lyrics

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