paroles de chanson You Don't Know - Loon
Yeah,
see
a
lotta
finger
pointin'
goin'
on
A
lot
of
judgment
gettin'
passed
Niggaz
don't
even
know
what
the
fuck
their
talkin'
'bout
I
go
by
the
name
of
Loon
And
I
represent
this
bad
boy
shit
'Til
the
motherfuckin'
casket
drop
Damn
right,
uh,
aiyo,
aiyo
Niggaz
don't
know
me,
it's
time
that
I
give
you
the
first
taste
In
case
niggaz
suffer
the
worst
case
Harlem
my
birthplace,
I
used
to
run
with
niggaz
that
hurt
Mase
I
started
"Harlem
World"
in
the
first
place
Niggaz
was
thirsty,
jumped
out
the
window
Indoed
the
fuck
up,
it
cost
they
friends
yo
'Cause
that's
how
friends
go
But
niggaz
tryna
get
they
ends
yo
Forget
about
the
nigga
that
lent
yo
Ask
for
dollar,
now
you
wanna
holla
'cause
your
ends
low
But
look
at
how
far
your
friends
go
Killer
is
doin'
it,
nigga
Loon
drop
bitches
is
losin'
it
Keep
the
tool
cocked,
niggaz
is
usin'
it
Only
if
it's
a
must,
nigga
front,
put
they
dick
in
the
dust
That's
what
you
get,
fuck
with
niggaz
like
us
Loon
that
nigga
that
bust,
even
though
you
think
that
nigga
just
lust
These
chicks,
after
I
hit,
I
put
the
bitch
on
the
bus
(Oh,
you
don't
know
who
the
fuck
I
be?)
Oh,
it's
the
L,
double
O,
N,
representin'
the
NYC
(Any
nigga
disrespect
my
G's)
Son
a
nigga
get
jacked,
nigga
get
crapped,
even
dumped
in
the
sea
(Oh,
you
don't
know
what
the
fuck
I
know?)
When
it
come
to
the
dough,
nigga
I'ma
pro,
when
I
step
to
them
hoe's
(Oh,
you
don't
know
what
the
fuck
I
do?)
To
a
nigga
like
you
thinkin'
your
crew
gon'
do
somethin'
to
Loon
I'm
glad
Puff
let
me
get
to
my
gat
'Cause
now
I'm
'bout
to
give
'em
my
pack
Get
in
the
'Lac,
sit
in
the
back
Ride
around
with
my
shit
in
my
lap
The
first
nigga
react,
the
first
nigga
act,
nigga
get
clapped
I
don't
get
down
with
you
niggaz
like
that
So
all
that
yikkety
yak,
a
nigga
front,
gun
clickety
clack
Make
it
hard
for
you
niggaz
that
rap
'Cause
when
you
gotta
pick
up
the
slack
Pick
up
a
pack
or
pick
up
a
plaque
You
ain't
think
my
flow
could
pick
up
like
that
The
way
I
stick
to
a
track,
the
impeller
gettin'
hit
with
a
bat
One
swing'll
bring
your
shit
to
your
lap
And
make
you
shit
in
your
slacks
Your
body
shape
forever
zip
and
your
trapped
Let
me
tell
you
about
the
difference
in
rap
And
the
difference
is
street,
niggaz
that
creep
Bust
your
shit
with
the
heat
If
I
find
out
a
nigga
soft
and
he
sweet
I'm
knockin'
'em
off
their
feet
Snatchin'
his
bitch
and
ridin'
off
with
his
jeep
(Oh,
you
don't
know
who
the
fuck
I
be?)
Oh,
it's
the
L,
double
O,
N,
representin'
the
NYC
(Any
nigga
disrespect
my
G's)
Son
a
nigga
get
jacked,
nigga
get
crapped,
even
dumped
in
the
sea
(Oh,
you
don't
know
what
the
fuck
I
know?)
When
it
come
to
the
dough,
nigga
I'ma
pro,
when
I
step
to
them
hoe's
(Oh,
you
don't
know
what
the
fuck
I
do?)
To
a
nigga
like
you
thinkin'
your
crew
gon'
do
somethin'
to
Loon
Uh,
yeah,
aiyo
you
frontin'
like
you
seen
stacks
Deep
down,
you's
a
clown
and
you
don't
need
to
feed
back
Hey,
yo,
y'all
niggaz
need
to
ease
back
Now
how
you
come
with
your
guns
and
your
ones
And
your
sons
like
you
squeeze
gats
Niggaz
don't
believe
that,
and
them
bitches
don't
believe
that
That's
why
you
ride
with
your
seat
back
Niggaz
don't
like
you,
they
probably
put
a
bullet
right
through
Ya
motherfuckin'
chest
with
they
rifle,
niggaz
livin'
trifle
And
last
year
'round
this
time,
we
did
it
to
a
nigga
just
like
you
Lean
like
the
Eiffel,
scream
on
you
like
your
wife
do
Gleam
on
you
like
the
ice
do,
I
might
seem
like
a
nice
dude
Even
though
niggaz
know,
got
a
nigga
eighteen
that'll
knife
you
Split
nigga
ass
crack,
picture
we
waitin'
on
ass
cap
When
you
could
get
it
like
the
last
cat,
rat
a
tat,
tat
(Oh,
you
don't
know
who
the
fuck
I
be?)
Oh,
it's
the
L,
double
O,
N,
representin'
the
NYC
(Any
nigga
disrespect
my
G's)
Son
a
nigga
get
jacked,
nigga
get
crapped,
even
dumped
in
the
sea
(Oh,
you
don't
know
what
the
fuck
I
know?)
When
it
come
to
the
dough,
nigga
I'ma
pro,
when
I
step
to
them
hoe's
(Oh,
you
don't
know
what
the
fuck
I
do?)
To
a
nigga
like
you
thinkin'
your
crew
gon'
do
somethin'
to
Loon
(Oh,
you
don't
know
who
the
fuck
I
be?)
Oh,
it's
the
L,
double
O,
N,
representin'
the
NYC
(Any
nigga
disrespect
my
G's)
Son
a
nigga
get
jacked,
nigga
get
crapped,
even
dumped
in
the
sea
(Oh,
you
don't
know
what
the
fuck
I
know?)
When
it
come
to
the
dough,
nigga
I'ma
pro,
when
I
step
to
them
hoe's
(Oh,
you
don't
know
what
the
fuck
I
do?)
To
a
nigga
like
you
thinkin'
your
crew
gon'
do
somethin'
to
Loon
1 P. Diddy Intro
2 How You Want That (feat. Kelis)
3 Do What You Like
4 Relax Your Mind
5 Down For Me (feat. Mario Winans)
6 Barbershop - Interlude
7 This Ain't Funny
8 Story
9 Between Us
10 Like A Movie
11 Pimpin' Ken - Interlude
12 Hey Woo
13 Things You Do
14 Don't Wanna Die
15 Waiting
16 You Don't Know
17 Friday Night
18 I'll Be There
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