paroles de chanson Pick Yo' Poison - Cellus Hamilton

I said you don't even know me
What Up
I said you don't even know me
What Up
I said you don't even know me
What Up
I said you don't even know me
I was gone go at her neck
Til she spoke now I'm like uh oh

I like girls from the hood
Maybe cause my mama cut throat

I know that where she from
Ain't worth more than who she love

My patnas found they wife in church
I'ma find her in the club

Hold on
Hold on
Hold on

Hold on

'Fore you get to judging me
Let me complete my last sentence
These bars don't you give you custody
I'ma free man
I freelance
Off freelance

Be tweakin
On weekends

But you don't even know me
What up

You don't even know me
What up
You don't even know me
What up
You don't even know me
What up
What you talkin bout
Aint no what you talkin bout
Ay
I said
You don't even know me
What up
I said
You don't even know me
What up?
I said
You don't even know me
What up
What they talkin bout

I'm ridin in the car
While my homie smokin uh oh

I love the smell of weed
Even tho I never smoke

I know that how it smell
Very well just might offend
Might offend
I still don't smoke but i smell like my friends

Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
'Fore you get to judging me
Let me complete my last sentence
These bars don't you give you custody

I'ma free man
I freelance
Off freelance
Be tweakin
On weekends
But you don't even know me
What up
You don't even know me
What up
I said
You don't even know me
What up
You don't even know me
What up
In the words of the great TI
You might've seen me in the streets
But homie
You don't know me
When you holla when you speak
Remember
You don't know me
Save all that hatin and that poppin homie
You don't know me
Quit tellin people you my patna homie
You don't know me
It's some people in this world that
See a man and be like uh-oh
A girl
But they don't know
That Girl
They just
Grab stones
And hurl
So I wrote this right here
So that we could be clear
You caint tell a fruit is bad unless you
Touch or come near
See it's the same with me
You see I'm cool with all the gangstas
You think I'ma g
I love my family
So where they be ats
Where I'ma be
And commonly
Round some ganja leaf
And hood girls with no theology
But you don't even know me what up
Why you judging me
Why you judging me
Why you judging me
Why you judging me
Why you judging me
Why you judging me
Why you judging me
Why you judging me
Why you hating stead of lovin me
Why you hating stead of lovin me
Why you on Twitter subbin me
Why you on Twitter subbin me
Hahahah
Ay Uh
But you don't even know me
What up
Uh huh
But you don't even know me what up