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letra de idky - v-nasty

[intro: v-nasty and bjay mcfly]
i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t know, i don’t know

[verse 1: v-nasty]
i don’t know, i don’t know
why you b-tch n-ggas hatin’ on the low
i don’t know, i don’t know
in the backseat of the ford sippin’ [c0ke?]
the glock move forward, ain’t got time to waste
and if you got a problem, name a time and place
i’ll catch a body, don’t got time to play
knock a n-gga off and beat that murder case
b-tch, it’s v-nasty and i be wit that bullsh-t
knock a n-gga off when i slide wit them full clips
i be in my hood gettin’ [?] wit my n-ggas
while you sittin in the house bein fake wit the n-ggas

[chorus: v-nasty]
in the foreign gettin’ so high
why your b-tch think i’m so fine?
sh-t, i don’t really know why
if you f-ckin’ wit them n-ggas then you gon’ die
last night i got so high
mix the sev with the lean, i don’t know why
all these b-tches still callin’, i don’t know why
all these n-ggas still hatin’, i don’t know why
i don’t know, i don’t know why
i don’t know, i don’t know why
i be ballin’ on them n-ggas, i don’t know why
i’ll run up on a n-gga with my whole squad

[verse 2: v-nasty]
i be gettin money with my whole squad
lil mama snortin’ powder, call that nose job
she get it out her trick, that’s a hoes job
2 litre [?] watch the 4-5
hop in the [?], zonin’ and sleepin’
b-tch popped a molly, legs open, she tweekin’
5 star dinin’, two days every weekend
my b-tch h-lla bad and yours’ just decent
i’m a oakland b-tch, and i grew up in the kitchen
posted on the block and my daddy [?] whippin’
n-gga wanna talk, then that n-gga get to missin’
2-2-3, i’m jumpin out the ditches [?]

[chorus: v-nasty]
in the foreign gettin’ so high
why your b-tch think i’m so fine?
sh-t, i don’t really know why
if you f-ckin’ wit them n-ggas then you gone die
last night i got so high
mix the sev with the lean, i don’t know why
all these b-tches still callin’, i don’t know why
all these n-ggas still hatin’, i don’t know why
i don’t know, i don’t know why
i don’t know, i don’t know why
i be ballin’ on them n-ggas, i don’t know why
i’ll run up on a n-gga with my whole squad

- v nasty

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