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stat quo – u ain’t know lyrics

[intro: stat quo]
yeah
it’s your [?] stat quo, representing that a+town, you understand me?
[?]
i got my n+gga bun b with me, you know what i’m talking ’bout?
[?] on the track

[verse 1: stat quo]
[?] n+ggas from [?] tryna move on my terf
dropping dimes to the feds, [?] work
i got some n+ggas that bang for me, toat thangs for me
[?] blow [?] chop caine with me
put the birds on the strip, [?]
got [?] pack [?] trip
hopped in the van, with my eyes on a caper
ain’t no hesitation, [?] for the white and the [?]
[?] drama, we handle it
[?]
[?] imma hit you with an ak [?]
got my game as a youth, [?] hustle [?]
put that barol [?], [?]
outa town n+ggas thinking it’s sweet in atlanta
till them big choppers come out and snap like cameras
shawty, we ain’t [?], we got brand new hammers
rеady for combat, [?]
[chorus: bun b]
i’m candy painted slab, got flames with the chromе
a pack of trill n+ggas, that run up in your home
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga
we got the dro by the boatload, and coke by the keys
[?] d+ck suckers, like to get down on they knees
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga

[verse 2: bun b]
[?] up in the hood on full grind
full time, ready to give a n+gga the full 9
got my n+ggas that’s down with me, [?] run the town with me
[?] p+ssy n+gga [?] with me
[?] blazed up, we loaded the k’s up
it’s that underground king, with middle fingers raised up
i ain’t [?] your b+tch ass, got my gun [?]
see your pistols must be punished, they won’t come out and play
staying in the crib won’t stop [?] setting [?] off
[?] kick off
[?] don’t stop me
that safe gon’ open, or somebody getting [?]
guaranty that when i put in work, it won’t be sloppy
[?] somebody k!lled your ass, n+gga, just not me
head back to the headquarters, and chop up the [?]
it’s how we do it down in the dirty south, b+tch, you ain’t know
[chorus: bun b]
i’m candy painted slab, got flames with the chrome
a pack of trill n+ggas, that run up in your home
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga
we got the dro by the boatload, and coke by the keys
[?] d+ck suckers, like to get down on they knees
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga

[verse 3: stat quo]
i’m a [?]
[?] slim thug [?] with me
nba with bun b, imma ride for pimp c
[?] is an army, better yet a navy
aftermath [?] things tend to get shady
so i wait for him, ready with that loaded 380
i’ll murder any f+cker [?] my sp+ce
[?] holes in his face

[chorus: bun b]
i’m candy painted slab, got flames with the chrome
a pack of trill n+ggas, that run up in your home
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga
we got the dro by the boatload, and coke by the keys
[?] d+ck suckers, like to get down on they knees
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga
you ain’t know, n+gga

- stat quo lyrics

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