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letra de know better - casper tng

[intro]
ahh
dope boy the alb-m
menace muzik sh-t
aye
shyheem beats
squad
73 sh-t baby
73 sh-t baby
aye

[hook]
i’m from dowtown toronto be my city you should know better
shawty came with you she leavin’ with me n-gg- you should know better
young n-gg- with 5 b-tches on me you should know better
young n-gg- with 5 b-tches on me you should know better
got her doin’ things she never did n-gg- know better
you already know what it is if you at my crib shawty you should know better
young n-gg- with 5 b-tches on me you should know better
young n-gg- with 5 b-tches on me you should know better

[verse 1]
n-gg- i ain’t deaf but please don’t try me you should know better
f-ck her to my own music it soundin’ like an orchestra
real recognize real n-gg- you a foreigner
f-ck what they say, do it if it means more to ya
n-gg-s ain’t gonna be with you, when its time to go
it’s a lesson to my young n-gg-s better you should know better
it get hot in the cold weather
lot of n-gg-s gonna fold under pressure
when its time i full court press them
my flag same colour as ketchup
had a burner in carabana
shawty dancing on me felt the hammer
big blunts by the bay no tampa
smoking woods on queen street west
nip it down on queen street west
if you dont wanna f-ck shawty dont stress
bet you will when i run through a check
well now you wanna f-ck well i only want neck
i can’t lie, i’ve been through some sh-t so i know better
spot a dt like he’s waldo
9 for the green like in rondo
f-ck her right she hit all notes
she let me hit it from all angles
bouncin’ on me while she on my ankles
can’t tell him nothin’ that ain’t about paper
n-gg- my team about to ball like lakers

[verse 2]
i know you heard this, i know you heard that
bullets f-ck what you heard where you heard that
n-gg-s talking about the trap where your birds at
late nights used to post where the curb at
gotta grind just to shine and it ain’t free
on the road can’t get sleep
comin’ with the bullsh-t you can miss me
stay loyal to the soil till you six feet
get the cash coming
young n-gg-s in my city gon blast somethin’
wash the face come though watch the cash come
empty cans at the crowd watch your -ss run
watch your -ss run
i got money in my pocket so i’m feeling good
couple n-gg- hit me up said they want a verse
well i’m taxes for that sh-t you better not get it twisted
and for my compet-ton imma make them seal he-rs-
i remember back then i was stealin’ purses
now i’m on the block trippin’ till my feet hurt
n-gg-s already know me n-gg- i ain’t gotta prove sh-t i already did my dirt
i know you see me shinin’
everything on perfect timin’
all whole team eatin’ we grindin’
i want those golden diamonds

- casper tng

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