Loon - You Don't Know Lyrics
[Intro - Loon - talking]Yeah, see a lotta finger pointin goin onA lot of judgment bein passedNiggaz don't even know what their *****in talkin 'boutI go by the name of LoonAnd I represent this Bad Boy shit'Til the mother*****in casket dropDamn right, uh, aiyyo, aiyyo[Verse 1]Niggaz don't know me, it's time that I give you the first tasteIn case niggaz suffer the worst caseHarlem my birthplace, I used to run with niggaz that hurt MaseI started "Harlem World" in the first placeNiggaz was thirsty, jumped out the windowIndoed the ***** up, it cost they friends yoCause that's how friends goBut niggaz tryna get they ends yoForget about the nigga that lent yoAsk for dollar, now you wanna holla cause your ends lowBut look at how far your friends goKiller is doin it, nigga Loon drop *****es is losin itKeep the tool *****ed, niggaz is usin itOnly if it's a must, nigga front, put they dick in the dustThat's what you get, ***** with niggaz like usLoon that nigga that bust, even though you think that nigga just lustThese chicks, after I hit, I put the ***** on the bus[Chorus](Oh you don't know who the ***** 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 ***** I know?)When it come to the dough, nigga I'ma pro, when I step to them hoes(Oh you don't know what the ***** I do?)To a nigga like you thinkin your crew gon' do somethin to Loon[Verse 2]I'm glad Puff let me get to my gatCause now I'm 'bout to give 'em my packGet in the 'Lac, sit in the backRide around with my shit in my lapThe first nigga react, the first nigga act, nigga get clappedI don't get down with you niggaz like thatSo all that yikkety-yak, a nigga front, gun clickety clackMake it hard for you niggaz that rapCause when you gotta pick up the slackPick up a pack or pick up a plaqueYou ain't think my flow could pick up like thatThe way I stick to a track, the impeller gettin hit with a batOne swing'll bring your shit to your lapAnd make you shit in your slacksYour body shape forever zip and your trappedLet me tell you about the difference in rapAnd the difference is street, niggaz that creepBust your shit with the heatIf I find out a nigga soft and he sweetI'm knockin 'em off their feetSnatchin his ***** and ridin off with his Jeep[Chorus][Verse 3]Uh, yeah, aiyyo you frontin like you seen stacksDeep down, you's a clown and you don't need to feed backHey yo, y'all niggaz need to ease backNow how you come with your guns and your ones, and your sons like you squeeze gatsNiggaz don't believe that, and them *****es don't believe thatThat's why you ride with your seat backNiggaz don't like you, they probably put a bullet right throughya mother*****in chest with they rifle, niggaz livin trifleAnd last year 'round this time, we did it to a nigga just like youLean like the Eiffel, scream on you like your wife doGleam on you like the ice do, I might seem like a nice dudeEven though niggaz know, got a nigga eighteen that'll knife youSplit nigga ass crack, picture we waitin on ass capWhen you could get it like the last cat, rat a tat tat[Chorus - 2X]
