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de'niro gevzo - don't know lyrics

[intro: byrrd gotty]
say lil homie
n-gga i ain’t seen sh-t

[hook: byrrd gotty]
i don’t know sh-t bout no murder
i don’t know sh-t about no b-tch
i don’t know shout bout no robbery
n-gga i ain’t sayin’ sh-t
i don’t know sh-t bout no murder
i don’t know sh-t bout no b-tch
i don’t know shout bout no robbery
n-gga i ain’t sayin’ sh-t

[chorus: byrrd gotty]
i don’t know x12

[verse 1: j. cole]
i don’t know sh-t bout no snitch
i don’t know sh-t bout no l!cks
i don’t know sh-t bout no ho
or a shisty -ss b-tch
all i know is about them bricks
and finessin’ for my sh-t
hit yo -ss with that thirty
leave yo -ss sleep up in a ditch

[verse 2: bam bam]
askin’ all them questions
i don’t know sh-t
two pistols in my pocket
and they loaded b-tch
cliffside, money gang
yeah my cl!ck heavy
ya’ll n-ggas sitting down
my n-ggas armed and ready
pull up in a chevy truck
p-ssy n-gga get his head busted
got my squad up in this b-tch
so you know we bout to tear it up
hhp where i be n-gga
5 mile where i sleep n-gga
p-ssy, money, weed that’s all that i know n-gga

[hook:] +[chorus:]

[verse 3: byrrd gotty]
i don’t know sh-t bout no murder boy
so don’t ask me sh-t
word around town
that lil byrrd hittin’ them l!cks
i finesse the plug up out the work
put em on a t- shirt
dip off in that maro
while i’m sippin’ on that easter purp
ughhh! got d-mn i had to do him wrong
he was talkin’ big sh-t on my mobile phone
n-gga i ain’t seen sh-t if you ask me
this choppa i got
it caught a couple f-ckin’ of bodies
i ain’t playin’
and i ain’t sayin’ sh-t n-gga
i ain’t seen sh-t
bodies get to layin’ quick n-gga
i’ll put yo -ss in a ditch
you talkin’ out ya neck
this choppa i got b-tch
it take off yo chest haaaaaa

[hook:] +[chorus:]

[verse 4: de’niro gevzo]
p-ssy -ss n-gga
play a n-gga for a p-ssy
half of ya’ll n-ggas
some d-mn rookies
runnin’ to the laws
tellin’ em this, that
when the last time
you a bust a f-ckin’ gat
or a f-ckin’ mac
get yo girl whacked
and then take her racks
and dipped off in a cadillac
crime stopper asking me questions
like where i was at
sh-t i was posted in the flats
countin’ about like 50 stacks
(i was countin’ them hoes for real man)

- deniro gevzo lyrics

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