| Everybody focused on this animal,
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| so one who push the envelope, the remedy the antidote
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| Mix the Henny and the Coke,
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| sell the tree and the dope, rain sleet and the snow, do we sleep? |
| Hell no
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| Pop a tag and pull up in a Elco,
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| Bag a bitch at Elco, run up in her tailbone,
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| grindin cuz I sell mo, hotter then that hell boy
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| Fresher than an altoid, see me in them tabloids,
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| Actin like a damn fool, running from them bad boys
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| Keep a Will Smithon Wessen,
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| BIG shell out my weapon, hit you like an astroid, get high wit androids
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| I’m outta space wit this shit,
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| pass the L to Elroy. |
| I ain’t took a L boy,
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| I ain’t never lost nigga. |
| big heat on me blood.
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| Click defrost nigga. |
| Lookin at a boss nigga.
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| Fuck you an yo boss nigga, Iron on me ever see a hunnit break off nigga.
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| Lotta niggas don’t wanna see me shine
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| I break em off one at a time (what, what)
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| Where you from nigga? |
| (what, what)
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| All I know is…
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| (Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money)
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| All I Know is…
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| (Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money)
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| All I Know is…
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| Top of the morning while niggas yawnin,
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| I’m in ya bushes when no ones looking I’m on it
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| Guerilla Warfare, bananas in the regal trunk,
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| get you cerebral slumped, my shotty is the people’s pump
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| Asthmetic gotta bad habit for bad bitches and black
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| fabric, Black on Black Benz that swerve through bad traffic
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| Bag back. |
| I sip yach and leave hash ashed «Pass that
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| nigga, tryna high in this motha fucka"Thats what the homie said.
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| I rolled another one and took that bitch to the head.
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| Yeah. |
| Then made yo bitch gimme head.
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| Didn’t take much she off a half a pill in remi red.
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| Yeah. |
| And my eyes rly red, like my flag or the 5 ball Jag.
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| Zoom past like a lightyear. |
| 100 racks thats a light year yeah, yeah.
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| Lotta niggas don’t wanna see me shine
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| I break em off one at a time (what, what)
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| Where you from nigga? |
| (what, what)
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| All I know is…
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| (Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money)
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| All I Know is…
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| (Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money)
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| All I know is…
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| Breakin niggas off like a Kit-Kat.
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| If you ain’t talking no dollas nigga don’t chit chat.
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| I’m in and out the set like I direct,
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| and if I come across a pound of powder Imma fluoresce.
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| Holla at ya parter of the water got the purest.
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| I ain’t talking arrow head we getting dinero here. |
| Yeah
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| California I’m the Pharaoh Head starin down the barrel
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| of a nine if you don’t recognize, Boy
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| Get yo attitude set aside. |
| I gotta team of choppers for you jealous guys.
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| Haters they don’t really wanna see me shine.
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| So I hit em where it hurts when they see me ride.
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| Wit two bad bitches wit some Chinky eyes.
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| After I was in the club wit my heat inside.
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| Jay motha fuckin Rock never slippin.
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| Imma Boss I’m forever pimpin. |
| Motha Fucka.
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| Lotta niggas don’t wanna see me shine
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| I break em off one at a time (what, what)
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| Where you from nigga? |
| (what, what)
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| All I know is…
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| (Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money)
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| All I Know is…
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| (Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money)
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| All I Know is… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song All I Know Is , by - Jay Rock. Song from the album Follow Me Home, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп