Lyrics I Know - Boosie Badazz

The top to bottom they at war in my neighbor hood
The candy lady outta business cause they take the goods
Play with me it guaranteed imma lay u down gotta watch
My back across this track god know i know these clowns
God know i know i feel like cant nobody fwm
And god got my back so boosie keep his mind at ease
God know i know that somebody gone hate on me
But god know im thugged so he know lil boosie go nd get skied
Now god know my situation he know what i be facing
He know im so impatient when it come to money makin
From school to block
From the tool to the rocks
Fo the lil nigga with that pistol riding round in sum hot
Mane its bout time we hit our knees and tell god the truth
We stop the way we living just help us make it thru
When i die take me thru up to heaven up witchu
Gotta holla at my daddy nd that nigga Growl to
And god kno im thug life u fuckin right so when
A nigga play with me off the top i gotta him right
And god got my back so
So when i act woah i coming home safely thru the back door
The murder rate is sky high niggas holla ride or die
Youngin slanging iron ain't no more taking 5
So put yo fist up in yo pockets and put them bullets in
A chamber cause niggas slanging iron like the long ranger
Mane it murder murder kill kill on the
Corner where the marijuana followed by the beer
Some niggas cut by delgas some niggas cut by chea
Some niggas eat at deal-pit some niggas eat them pills
Gotta get it how i live in the south side im thuggin with my count
High im fresh when i come out side u talk shit u get get hulk tied
Got know i know these niggas don't make me show
Pray for these niggas keep me away from these niggas

God knows all the killas he done walked with all the niggas he
Talked to all them niggas before they went and sparked them triggers
He ain't tell u up in church but god pretty eyes it done covered
Up some dirt plus it kept a thug alert for these bitches ass niggas
These haters these these rapist these niggas in the swap swearing to
God they alligators me and my niggas paper chasers we
Ain't stunting we do what we gotta do shits to get this money
And god kno my past im itching to kill give me
A reason i will I'll end the blink with the steel
And god know my temper my temper
Like a bubble u bust it you in trouble
And only god know its hard yoo ill lay up in yo yard woah I'll
Camouflage myself myself with my camouflage car door the streets
Ain't promised to us niggas in that dirty south
Thats why I'm riding with that nine I'm trynna make it out
Its hard to live in a community where ain't no fuckin
Unity they always say I'm dead they always trynna ruin me
But boosie be on other shit light your wrist and poppin crys and mack
On you a model bitch and had a hoe that swallow dick since twelve i
Saw a lotta shit god know i know witnessed a maggot straight sprayed
Right in front of the sto so i got my blunt and i roll it i hit
The block actin a donkey killin my own people serving my own homies

Our father who aren't in heaven hollow be thy name thy kingdom come
Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven but Jesus the reppin and
We got beat up in our section i was raised by some thugs
Like richard and d eighty grams took my nigga im missin u B
God know i need to send my dog send pictures this week
And some change to keep my dog with some kicks on his feet
Look and god know he raised me when donkey with
Joseph bronks a have me wide open and thats a fact
But i know they gone hate tho cause i got blocks
Of raps and blocks of work so u can call me lego
Its consequences jumping fences cause the
Narks trynna lench us and they missin us by inches
The judge the one who sentences make a nigga out a meance
Commissary low now we takin niggas tennis
A black eye is just like a scratch where i was
Raised niggas handle the business if they ever felt played
The beats it crooked yeah the preachers saw my old
Teacher at the strip club damn the teacher crooked
Ahhhh