| I tell you nothing. |
| You don’t really know about me
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| I’ll send one of you fuckers to your G-O-D (Huh?)
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| Now tell me, baby, what you really know about me?
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| What y’all know about me? |
| (Huh?)
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| I tell you nothing. |
| You don’t really know about me
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| I’ll send one of you fuckers to your G-O-D (Oh no!)
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| Now tell me, baby, what you really know about me?
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| What y’all know about me?
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| A real playboy from the three one three
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| You say you get money; |
| well, we gone see
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| You say you got to work; |
| well, where you gonna be?
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| Never say A 'cause I’m from the D (Oh no!)
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| A double L-A-S no
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| Three one three, D-E-T me
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| All police stay the hell away from me (Huh?)
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| I’m makin' hella cheese, countin' cash like calories (Huh?)
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| Ain’t no cap on a player ballin' salary (Huh?)
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| Every other minute I be pickin' up another G (Huh?)
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| Let these little niggas know y’all can never fuck with me (Yeah)
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| What y’all know about me? |
| (Oh no!)
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| I tell you nothing. |
| You don’t really know about me
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| I’ll send one of you fuckers to your G-O-D (Huh?)
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| Now tell me, baby, what you really know about me?
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| What y’all know about me? |
| (Huh?)
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| I tell you nothing. |
| You don’t really know about me
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| I’ll send one of you fuckers to your G-O-D (Oh no!)
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| Now tell me, baby, what you really know about me?
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| (What) Keep calm, I’m a Detroit don
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| Fuck the police, free Street Lord Juan
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| If you think you fuckin' with me, out your mind
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| I’m posted up in every hood like a stop sign
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| What y’all know about wealth?
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| Your boy tryin' to eat right, stay in good health
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| You ain’t got to do it 'cause I do it myself
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| Me, myself, and I, ain’t nobody else, welp
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| Can’t nobody save you, nobody gone help
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| Back up on my grind, I mean it’s time to go for self
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| That’s when I decide to dust the Uzi off the shelf
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| And get to playin' the game of life with the cards that I was dealt
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| What y’all know about me?
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| I’m sick of niggas actin' like they know about me
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| I’m everything you niggas don’t know about me
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| I’ll send one of you fuckers to your G-O-D (Yeah)
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| Talk to 'em like
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| What y’all know about me? |
| (Oh no!)
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| I tell you nothing. |
| You don’t really know about me
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| I’ll send one of you fuckers to your G-O-D (Huh?)
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| Now tell me, baby, what you really know about me?
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| What y’all know about me? |
| (Huh?)
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| I tell you nothing. |
| You don’t really know about me
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| I’ll send one of you fuckers to your G-O-D (Oh no!)
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| Now tell me, baby, what you really know about- |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kat Cobain, artist - Esham. Album song She Loves Me, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп