Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Know - Fredro Starr

(featuring Starr)

repeat 2X]
I don't know what I wanna do you
I know what I wanna do without you
I don't know what I'm gonna do you, you, you, you

Let's go, and Hutch man
and Stick
Light ya up, light ya blunts up
Yo, yo

Starr]
I'm to hit the club
I don't know, on truck I'm drivin tonight
It's like, I know, on which ho I'm fuckin tonight
But yo, I don't know, where should I her
To the edge water cliffs or back to Southside
be like, I don't know, where they get they clothes from
Industry like, I know, where they get they flows from
Niggaz be like, I don't know, where they get they dough
Posin up in the clubs guns or wrist frozen
I know, nothin when the cops come, I act dumb
I don't know, what officer? What gats, huh?
I don't know, shit I told the judge, this is love my nigga, this is love
Sticky my cous'

[Sticky
I don't know, how the hell I got home night
I don't know, how I twenty g's in one night
I don't know, but all I remember's two hos from Virginia out cold like
Neighbors be like, I don't know, how could afford that crib they in
I don't know, what these boys do for a livin,
I don't know, but it must be drugs cause they have wild parties and they dress thugs
Ask myself but, I don't know, why I flooded the watch, flooded the
I don't know, why I the Benz at a hundred and change
I don't know, why I'm in my ways
And back the new Hummer when I seen the new Range
all say

[Sticky
Yo, where the at? I don't know
What? You better tell me the safe at, I don't know
Don't say that one more time, I ain't that, I don't know
Ugh, that's the last straw, cocked back the four, put his brains on the
I'm in the and, I don't know, if these little groupies is givin it up
I don't know, I try to spit game to her friend or just her?
I know, what the hell I told her
Though I her home by the morn', ended up with both of them

Starr]
A'yo it musta been God yo cause, I don't
How we made it out of projects
I don't know, should I cop the Coupe or the drop Lex
I don't know, should I do it out of spite, niggaz on the bikes, doin
wheelies to the
Hos was like, I know, I guess they from New York the way that they talk
I don't know, I she from L.A. the way that she walk
I know, on where you wanna chill
Put your ass on the and we could slide through the hill
Baby real, I don't know, on what you fools thinkin you musta forgot
I don't know, why bitches call me fire, cause a nigga hot
I don't know, I gutted to Medina, butter in the Beema, chicks love me in the fever
Kids is yo