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Bobby Shmurda – They Don’t Know Lyrics

Bobby Shmurda - They Don't Know Full Lyrics


Bobby Shmurda - They Don't Know Full Lyrics
Bobby Shmurda – They Don’t Know Lyrics

Bobby Shmurda – They Don’t Know Lyrics below:

[Intro]
Aloy, you know how the kid play
Yo, yo
Kutta, cut that shit up man

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[Verse 1]
I can’t decide if I’ma cheat the bitch or I’ma leave the bitch
Looked at my watch and see you freezin’, bitch
You know I’m still gettin’ rich
I keep a job for every season, bitch
Am I tweakin’? Bitch
I keep a Glock and I’ma beat a bitch before I need a bitch that call the cops
And I never snitch (Grr)
I push the pedal, bitch, before I’m not
And my lil’ yellow bitch, she thick like jello, bitch
She cost a lot
And I won’t tell the bitch that I was sellin’ it [?]
It’s irrelevant I tried to tell the bitch before I shot (Grr)

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (They don’t know)
Grr
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (They don’t know)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
Coke sellin’ (Yeah) with a little bit of dope sellin’ (Mhm)
Sellin’ records like Motown (Mhm)
Pimps up, nigga, hoes down (Mhm)
Yeah, yeah in the hood where it go down
Free my nigga, got a fifty in a Ghost now
Free my niggas in the crib sellin’ dope naps (Mhm)
Free my niggas iced out in the boat ‘nem (Mhm)
Free my niggas, got dope on the stope ‘nem
Free my niggas locked up and the whole ‘net
Any time a motherfucker with a whole [?]
Drop heads at a motherfucker doormat (Grr)
Put chains on a nigga, that’s a whole house
And I ain’t changin’ my nigga from the dog pound
I got game for my niggas in the dog house
I got big and my money done matured now
Still, but a nigga braised on the floor now

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[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (They don’t know)
Grr
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (They don’t know)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 3]
Yo, tell ’em, “It’s Rowdy and Bobby”
Bodies on bodies on bodies
I had to shoot the lobby
Shoot up they shorty
Rowdy gon’ shoot up they party (Brr)
I’ma go shoot his sister, shoot they cousins (Brr)
I’ma go shoot up they aunties
I’ma go shoot up they brothers, shoot at they niggas
I’ma go shoot at they mommies
I ain’t gon’ show no love
And fuck that nigga
My nigga said, “Fuck ’em,” then fuck ’em, I don’t trust ’em
I’ma dust that nigga, my nigga said, “Buck ’em”
I’m bustin’
No discussion, I’ma rush ’em
Trigger happy since a youngin
He erratic, told me, “Snuff ’em”
What the fuck you mean? I bust them, nigga

[Outro]
Ain’t fightin’ no nigga
Gang, gang, gang (Shmurda)
They don’t know
Grr, gang, gang (Yeah)
Hahaha
Gang, gang, gang
They don’t know
Gang, gang, gang
They don’t know

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