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Some information about Nigga Couldn t Know Lyrics Title: Big Tymers - Nigga Couldn t Know lyrics Artist: Big Tymers Album: I Got That Work Visitors: 5 visitors have visited Nigga Couldn t Know Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. [Lil Wayne] Big Tymers nigga (Big Tymers nigga) I got that work nigga (I got that work nigga) Look look listen: This is where them niggas die fast Sell bricks and buy bags They dodge class to hit the block and go find cash If you try to pass - take my advice: drive fast Cause my man ain t no escapin when shots blast You wonder why the cops keep circlin Niggas murderin I ain t never saw em before Tonight we twurkin em Niggas wearin masks like glasses Niggas got on tank tops and a pair of Reebok classics Pants to my knees cause the glock make it slouch I can t talk right now - I got three rocks in my mouth And wodie when we enter-- niggas freeze up like it s winter And if a nigga whisper pistols eat him up for dinner Seventeen representer - you don t like it do somethin And I ll bet you ll see a nigga outside bout two-somethin And we like to dress in all black up in my residence Ain t got on no suits cause we ain t tryin to be presidents [Hook - 2x (Lil Wayne + Baby)] [Wayne] Nigga we done moved more coke [Baby] than a nigga could know [Wayne] More money more cars [Baby] than a nigga could show [Wayne] And more ice - cheap price [Baby] than a nigga could score [Wayne] And hit blocks with glocks Make em get on the floor [Baby] Nigga wakin up to alley cats and rats Project bitches that tote gats Niggas kickin the dope but the crack done smack back Lil niggas runnin through the hallways While other niggas playin ball - made a court in the driveway Things ain t the same where I use to play It s guns and broads New cars neighborhood superstars And hoes smokin cigars Lil ones sittin on the car Watchin the bus hollerin "Them people comin!" when that blue car pull up I m tired of catchin cuts and bendin corners I got that work - got youngsters on all four corners You got the quarters and you got them halves I got the quarter ki s and Fresh got the slabs Ten a ki is the price if you want a brick And if you don t know that nigga - tax the bitch [Hook - 2x (Lil Wayne + Baby)] [Wayne] Nigga we done moved more coke [Baby] than a nigga could know [Wayne] More money more cars [Baby] than a nigga could show [Wayne] And more ice - cheap price [Baby] than a nigga could score [Wayne] We hit blocks with glocks Make em get on the floor [Baby] For sure wodie [Mannie Fresh] It s the return of the click-clackin Downtown pistol packin Y all remember me from back in the 89 era When killers use to wear mascara And run through the court causin terror Random riot gunshots Government-issued glocks That s bakin soda added with that odor - now you got clatch pots Niggas went from (?) to frozen cups To catchin cuts to big ole nuts Shorty I been on missions Jackin niggas for Balley competitions Stickin guns in bustas backs Everybody come out your Polos and your Zodiacs But that was back in the days See niggas done changed they ways Went from snug-nose-38 s to hand grenades Now it s a must that niggas bust back when they get cussed at Or fussed at Nine-millimeters glocks pumps riot guns niggas can trust that [Hook - 4x (Lil Wayne + Baby)] [Wayne] Nigga we done sold more coke [Baby] than a nigga could know [Wayne] More money more cars [Baby] than a nigga could show [Wayne] More ice - cheap price [Baby] than a nigga could score [Wayne] We hit blocks with glocks Make em get on the floor [Baby] For sure lil one [Wayne] What! [Baby {talking}] Y all got to understand We got on lock wodie If you ain t makin money you ain t doin what you suppose to I understand niggas kickin in doors for twenty-inch momo s Whatever it take lil daddy And it don t matter If I get caught up in a struggle I got to take mines If you get caught up you better believe it.. that that iron gon get your mind right dog We hustlin for sure fa Bling-blingin without a doubt Like new cars and pretty broads And neighborhood superstars Money Bitches Rags to riches Hottest songs from Big Tymers : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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