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letra de idk nothing - bad lungz

hook:
i don’t know nothing
(i don’t know nothing man)
i don’t know nothing
(not me where my lawyer at?)
i don’t know nothing
cops only come around when somebody told something, wooahh (wooahh)

i don’t know nothing
(f— the police man)
i don’t know nothing
(i don’t know nothing)
i don’t know nothing
cops only come around when somebody told something, wooahh (wooahh)

verse 1:
they wildin’ waving there canons all over the gram
rappers indicting they self for a marketing plan
leave me alone unless you wanna go to war
cause homie imma give you that promo that you looking for
first 48 we all seen it happen
detectives catch a break in the case from somebody yappin’
confidential informants lead to secret indictments
n—– is fallin’ from information provided
you took the bait they was fishing hoping ya say somethin’
when all you had to do was say (i don’t know nothing)
everybody gangster with drums and beams on a draco
soon as they hear them numbers tho its jose canseco
i spit in ya face i hocktuie you ratatouilles
catch you on da tier buck 50 like a shot of louis
gotta show me paperwork i don’t believe mudslingers
cause its always the ones with
dirty hands that be pointing they fingers

hook:
(f— the police man)
i don’t know nothing
(i don’t know nothing man)
i don’t know nothing
(not me where my lawyer at?)
i don’t know nothing
cops only come around when somebody told something, wooahh (wooahh)

i don’t know nothing
(f-ck the police man)
i don’t know nothing
(i don’t know nothing)
i don’t know nothing
cops only come around when somebody told something, wooahh (wooahh)

verse 2:
it hurts when ya day one becomes a witness
certain codes separate the real from the b-tches
he snitchin’ left eye twitchin’ when his name is mentioned
he been on the run for 6 months his chest pains is different
knowing the dee’s could rush any minute
cause a n turn state to stay outta prison
gotta on the stand and pointed in your direction
do ya dirt doly cause n ll’ fold under questioning
so all that fake love i’m curvin’ like a crescent
wish i would’ve learnt this during my adolescence
co-d ll’ flip like a gymnast, to save himself from a sentence
talking like a menace, but folded up like thin linen
give a f— if you like me i’m cool with being the villain
still in the trap wit a couple stacks stashed in the ceiling
where my lawyer at that’s the only discussion
don’t ask me sh-t cause i don’t know nothing

i don’t know nothing
(f— the police man)
i don’t know nothing
(i don’t know nothing)
i don’t know nothing
cops only come around when somebody told something, wooahh (wooahh)

- bad lungz

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