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letra de u know what it is - nasty c & dj whoo kid

[intro]
[?] on the track, boi

[chorus: nasty c]
you can take all the racks (you can take all the racks)
f-ck all the debts
f-ck all the jewelry, it’s bigger than that (it’s bigger than that)
and you know what it is (you know what it is)
bro i’m livin’ my raps
reppin’ the ghetto, i got it attached
paid all the black tax (black tax)
and you know what it is

[post-chorus: nasty c]
i got stabbed in the back (i got stabbed in the back)
by some traitors and rats (lost some traitors and rats)
i got no problem with that (i got no problem with that)
as long as they know what it is (as long as they know what it is)
as long as they know that i’ll never forget it (as long as they know)
as long as they know that i’ll forgive (as long as they know)
as long as they know that i’ll never forget, yeah

[verse 1: nasty c]
cleanin’ my plate, how it is (yeah)
it’s dirty (it’s dirty) but it’s perfect (perfect)
as long as i eat, i’ma live
as long as my n-ggas got purpose (as long as my)
as long as my hood ain’t a circus (as long as my)
as long as they go out and work sh-t (f-ck all that)
f-ck all that being a bird sh-t (who told you?)
who told you, you don’t deserve sh-t?
who told you people like us couldn’t learn sh-t?
now we got a bag and never earn sh-t
n-ggas that told us, we’d never be worth sh-t (yeah)
they just wanna be praised and worshipped
that’s why i show them no mercy
yeah this my way, i win but they hurtin’
yeah, yeah
[chorus: nasty c]
you can take all the racks (you can take all the racks)
f-ck all the debts
f-ck all the jewelry, it’s bigger than that (it’s bigger than that)
and you know what it is (you know what it is)
bro i’m livin’ my raps
reppin’ the ghetto, i got it attached
paid all the black tax (black tax)
and you know what it is

[verse 2: mishlawi]
you can take all the racks (you can take all the racks)
mix the sprite with the dirty
go head and tell where the packs, yeah
’cause some of my brothers is servin’
i was down bad on my d-ck, [?] just to keep me from hurtin’
who done told you sh-t was perfect?
i can’t f-ck with goofies, i’m allergic
walk on a 351 but they can’t make it out, they gon’ drag you down with ’em
walk on and get off your ass, they ain’t got no passion, they blamin’ the system
i took the cartier right off my wrist (wrist)
f-ck it, it is what it is
gave you my trust, i won’t do it again
i cannot do it again, no
[chorus: nasty c]
you can take all the racks (you can take all the racks)
f-ck all the debts
f-ck all the jewelry, it’s bigger than that (it’s bigger than that)
and you know what it is (you know what it is)
bro i’m livin’ my raps
reppin’ the ghetto, i got it attached
paid all the black tax (black tax)
and you know what it is

- nasty c dj whoo kid

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