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U Neva Know Lyrics

[Trick Daddy]
This one goin out to uhh, that n**** Bub (the game done changed)
Young Black Boy, Rick Growley, that n**** Wayne Parker (ha ha)
You know, all the n***** I know that was told on
Yesterday's, killers, today's f*** n***** huh?
[Verse One]
My lifestyle's quite complicated
I'm an ex-drug dealer, corner sto' n****, still mob affiliated
I'm disrespectful, ill-mannered and quite fiesty
That's why f*** n***** and slap b****** never did like me

But Lord, if you're listenin', please God forgive me
If I end up doin' one of these n***** out to ruin me and kill me
But the devil leaves me only a few choices
I gotta kill him or he'll kill me, why'all n***** don't hear me

See why'all got choppers that's splittin' when these n*****
Go to [unknown] sippin and set trippin' like (f*** n***** listen)
I'm just doin my thug thizzle, and I ain't f***** with a n****
So why they f***** with a n**** huh?

I guess it's part of the strip, where you step out of line
get flipped out the lip, f***** 'round get killed
So let them n***** know I'll never forget 'em
Through the rain sleet or snow, I'll always remember yo

[Chorus: x 2]
You never know, you never know
You never know, you never never know
You never know, you never know that
know that.. (know that..)

[Verse Two]
And even though my, childhood was low budget, s***
Some of the s*** I couldn't have, I wouldn'ta have
if the n***** wouldn'ta took it
I wanted things my momma couldn't afford
And that's crazy, cause as a little shorty
it made me even want it more
But now the police got the spot hot
Doin' an undercover drug ring, sellin X pills and cocaine

And some sets up a reverse thang; what makes it worse
is that them jerks lost they spine against my own team
I heard how bad them boys really want me
But most likely, they gon' indict me, for keepin it real homey

After all, I done exposed a few of they rats
And done told on a few cats to get a few years up off they back
And all the s*** that I can tell 'em, tell 'em
Two times convicted felon so, ain't much I can sell 'em

Plus I'm a slug and my third strike's my whole life
I know the money's lovely but hell I'll hold tight cause
[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
(One murder comin right up)
Who got beef for the Daddy Dollars
And wearin wires around they collars
Yo, why'all f*** n***** I'll stop ya

And I declare war on any p**** boy
And tell his momma his son a w****
Him give dem crackers what dey lookin for
See the Boogie Man's got a backup plan

And I'll, back up sprayin, so why'all don't act up man
I was just a law-abidin citizen
And I never been a s*** started, but I been well known to finish it
See, and you can f*** around, and have a whole truck

of young stupid muh'f******, 'cept that now they lookin for ya
And all they need is a minute in the clear
Where all the witnesses in they a** done be worth a whole life chance
So why'all keep playin all the crackin, den throwin bricks at 'em

The next b**** they catch, bet they a** sendin matches
You never know, cause they never know, and they never will
Why? Cause real n***** never tell, see'mon

[Chorus]
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