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coolio - thought you knew lyrics

verse 1: ps
never gave a f-ck and i still don’t
so save your lectures, i’ma g-ngb-ng for the rest of my life
a young bg deranged in the brain
the youngest motherf-cker on the chain gang
yeah i still slang my thangs like a g
really can i make your -ss rest in peace?
no need to waste my energy squabbin
quick to pull the trigger, put your -ss in a coffin
never been a baller but i trap many ballin
homies y’know i don’t give a f-ck, i was starvin
you better hide your daughter cos i’m out to get laid with d-ck
and have her sprung on this black -ss n-gg-
straight up out the gutter, have her stealin from her daddy and her mother
sellin rocks to the scandalous -ss clockers
ready to meet my snaps, yeah i’m cool like that
and i never gave a f-ck about a stupid -ss hoodrat

chorus:

b-tches ridin on my bit
n-gg-s h-t me up and sh-t
but i’m from the eastside
where the n-gg-s do or die
representin like a dream
cos circle’s deep i thought you knew

verse 2: billy boy

uh, uh, uh
as i crack dice from one hood to the next
doin credit card schemes and cashin hot cheques
i got a 9 for any n-gg- that come runnin up
keepin motherf-ckers on the duck
you can give a this or that sling, the yea or the tracks
but when your chick starts choking ya, you gots ta break me off
i sweat ya like keith until ya give me my ends
if a nickel bag is sold in the park i want in
in the middle of the night when the spot’s not hot
you can find billy boy rollin down your block
hittin switches cos your b-tch is gettin paid, cos that’s my way
and all the hoes still wanna f-ck (you know we do)
i bleed like the next man but when the gat is in my hand
you can bet my monkey -ss is comin out on top
la hustlers can’t live without money
so before i make sense i gots ta make a knot
cos i can’t f-ck without my hoes
and i can’t hit no switch without the 6-4
everybody wanna f-ck a n-gg- like me
but i won’t be gettin back in the cpt

chorus:

n-gg-s tryin to give me stuff
billy boy don’t give a f-ck
first i warn you with my rhyme
then i’ll f-ck you with my 9
don’t give your plees cos i don’t bang
but i’m down to fully slang
40 thevz end down your crew
cos circle’s deep i thought you knew

verse 3: coolio

i fold a rapper like a dollar just to hear his punk -ss holler
walk into his hood and grab his homies by the collar
stock em all up like a pack of punk b-tches
now i got his whole crew wearin heels and doin dishes
you don’t wanna see me out the motherf-ckin front
don’t you take this sh-t for granted just cos n-gg-s call me cool
r-e-s-p-e-c-t
c-o-o-l-i-o g
m to the a, a to the d
a circle full of n-gg-s that you don’t wanna see
you ain’t nuttin but a pistol that’s f-ckin with a missile
i chew your -ss like gristle til the ref blows the whistle
sing a song of six packs, a pocket full of snaps
ain’t no punks in my motherf-ckin pack
see i use to be broke now i blow indo smoke
first you diss my city then you choke
-cough-

chorus:

c-o-m-p-t-o-n
punk motherf-ckers get two to the chin
i don’t give a f-ck what’cha got or who you know
step to the maadness, your -ss gotta go
ain’t a d-mn thing changed but only the year
east coast, west coast get the -? c’reer? –
you don’t wanna see my crew
cos circle’s deep i thought you knew

- coolio lyrics

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