Текст песни You Know Me (WizzleDaWzRd) - Kelly Valuchi

I gave you a piece of me three times
Three times
Don't worry about me I'm fine
I gave you a piece of me three times
Three times
Three times
Don't worry bout me I'm fine
I'm cool
Going in
I gave you a piece of me three times
Fuck, make some kids in the meantime
I love you, I hate you that thin line
No time to waste when you did time
Don't worry bout me I'm fine
He said his bitch is a dime
You know how niggas be lyin'
Where all that shit you be buying
Im tryna see something
I chuckle at a nigga mean muggin'
Conceal the shit but it's still budgin'
Know the coroner office always open
Fuck niggas
No time to talk I'm in a rush
Best for you to get out the way
Heard homie tried to get at me
Shit we been tight since the second grade
Ima have to kill a nigga I love
Sprinkle the scene with some powder
Make it related to drugs
Hug his mother at the funeral
Fuck his baby mother just because
Get him 'fore he get me shit he was once one of us like damn

He must not know who I am
But you know who I am
He must not know who I am
But you know who I am
I'm so confused
When you know who I am
I'm so confused
When you know who I am
I'm so confused

I lived on Auburn, Street, jail
I really did it you do not know Kelz
They be with bitches and mention my name
I give her dick, then I give her some game
I keep a hoe with her mouth full
I don't play but my young bulls
Man you don't want none of that
Kick ya head off and they'll run it back
Young thunder cat
Told me stay on wax
They gon handle problems
Now they pockets fat
Young thunder cat
Told me stay on wax
They gon handle problems
Now they pockets fat

Through he say she say I keep hearing bullshit
Slandering my name but got no paperwork to prove shit
Ready for whatever all black I wish you would shit
Might go tit for tat who head in my lap oh that's yo new bitch
Better stop playing with a bid dawg got big balls
Got geechy niggas on call
That 1-800, that D.O.A
That when we spray we kill y'all
That gang gang no bandana
No mask all black hammer
Pay a visit to your mom and them
Don't confuse us with no dope dealers
Not today anyway we mobbin'
Got Boyt Boyt niggas asking what's choppin'
Don't fuck around hit me up like Pac
And we never gon stop nigga that's no option
Don't fuck with the fam
Tatted on my skin
That come first don't make shit worse
Fuck with me once ya face on a shirt
And there'll be blood all over your merch

Cause I lived on Auburn, Street, jail
I really did it you do not know Kelz
They be with bitches and mention my name
I give her dick, then I give her some game
I keep a hoe with her mouth full
I don't play but my young bulls
Man you don't want none of that
Kick ya head off they'll run it back
Young thunder cat