I Kno U Workin lyrics

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Plies


[Hook] X2
Ol' police ass n*gga dog I know you workin
Trying to set a b*tch up, gone make a n*gga hurt him
That n*gga poison dog, a b*tch need to murk him
What the f*ck you mean n*gga I know you workin

[Verse 1]
That n*gga name all through a b*tch black and white
That n*gga told them crackas sh*t that they ain't even like
Went fed and got out and act like it's alright
That n*gga you snitched on sh*t them crackas gave him life
You know that f*ck n*gga police and you and that n*gga tight
Ridin with that f*ck n*gga like that n*gga right
Birds of a feather f*ck together ya'll just alike
And ya'll cop it from that f*ck n*gga and buyin packs
How you break bread with a n*gga dog you know he trif
These n*ggas go from real to f*ck n*ggas overnight
You can't flip it now ,you a police fo life
And stay from around me f*ck n*gga, you ain't my type

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[Verse 2]
And how I feel n*gga I might whack you on the house
Since you can't seem to close yo' pus*y ass mouth
You got n*ggas spooked, n*ggas scared to go to trial
Since you police ass n*ggas done came back in style
Set n*ggas up you pus*y n*ggas gone wild
Broke n*ggas off, taking n*ggas from they child
Need to kill all you pussies, put you in a pile
In ever clique there's a potential snitch hangin' round
Got the f*ck from round you n*ggas, moved out of town
Cause if you stay too long n*gga you fed bound
n*gga told on his brotha to knock his time down
n*gga's tell on one of my people I'm gunnin yo ass down
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[Verse 3]
Tell yo son the truth n*gga, his dad a pus*y
If you was real you woulda got your lil' time and took it
Instead of being a solider, f*ck n*gga you turned cookie
You think this snitchin sh*t is sweet, you really think you whoopin'
You gone come home one night, b*tch gone be in them bushes
Them crackers ain't gonna be able to protct yo' ass then pus*y
So while you roaming these streets n*gga you better be lookin'
If a n*gga snitched on yo' people dog don't give him no cushion
Murk that pus*y ass n*gga, naw don't whoop him
He took yo' peoples life, so his life need to be tooken
Them choppa bullets through his head, where you need to put 'em
Dead or living f*ck n*gga you'll forever be pus*y

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