Luyện nghe bài hát Thought You Knew

Never a fuck and I still don't
So save your lectures, I'm a gangbang for the of my life
A young BG deranged in the
The youngest motherfucker on the gang

Yeah, I slang my thangs like a G
Really can I make your ass rest in peace?
No need to my energy squabbin'
Quick to pull the trigger, put ass in a coffin

Never a baller but I trap many ballin'
Homies y'know I don't give a fuck, I was
You better hide daughter cos I'm out to get laid with dick
And her sprung on this black ass nigga

up out the gutter
Have her from her daddy and her mother
Sellin' to the scandalous ass clockers
Ready to my snaps, yeah I'm cool like that
And I never gave a about a stupid ass hoodrat

Bitches on my bit
Niggas hit me up and
But I'm from the
Where the do or die
Representin' a dream
The circle's deep I you knew

As I crack dice one hood to the next
Doin' credit card and cashin' hot cheques
I got a 9 for any nigga that come up
motherfuckers on the duck

You can give a this or sling, the yea or the tracks
But your chick starts choking ya, you gots ta break me off
I sweat ya Keith until ya give me my ends
If a nickel bag is sold in the I want in

In the middle of the night the spot's not hot
You can find Billy Boy rollin' down your
Hittin' switches 'cause your bitch is paid, 'cause that's my way
And all the still wanna fuck
(You we do)

I bleed the next man but when the gat is in my hand
You can bet my monkey ass is out on top
L.A. can't live without money
So before I make sense I ta make a knot

'Cause I can't fuck without my
And I hit no switch without the 6-4
Everybody wanna a nigga like me
But I won't be back in the CPT

Niggas to give me stuff
Billy Boy give a fuck
I warn you with my rhyme
Then I'll you with my 9

Don't give please cos I don't bang
But I'm down to fully
40 Thevz end down crew
The circle's deep I thought you

I fold a rapper like a dollar just to hear his ass holler
Walk into his hood and grab his homies by the
Stock 'em all up like a pack of bitches
Now I got his whole wearin' heels and doin' dishes

You don't wanna see me out the motherfuckin'
Don't you take this shit for granted cos niggas call me Cool
R E S P E C T C O O L I O G
M to the A, A to the D
A circle full of that you don't wanna see

You ain't but a pistol that's fuckin' with a missile
I chew your ass gristle 'til the ref blows the whistle
a song of six packs, a pocket full of snaps
Ain't no punks in my pack
See I use to be broke now I blow smoke
First you my city then you choke

C O M P T O N
motherfuckers get two to the chin
I don't a fuck what'cha got or who you know
Step to the madness, your ass go

Ain't a thing changed but only the year
East Coast, West Coast get clear
You don't wanna see my
The circle's deep I you knew