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they don’t know - mo3 lyrics

(they don’t know, yeah what i’ve been through
yeah
they don’t know the half, they only know what i tell them
they don’t know, they don’t know
they don’t know, they don’t know)

they don’t know that i used to want to be like mike with a glove, i can sing, i can dance
my move was copin’ a half
i thought i was debbie, bb gun tucked in my pants
i got a little older, babe
watchin’ new jack city, i wanna be nino brown (straight up)
that was way back then, but look, we know now
3 you gotta put the d on now
they don’t know (they don’t know)
i used to be scared of the boogeyman
now i ride around with them hooligans
and they don’t know no bеtter
they shoot to k!ll (straight up)
my mama was poor
my teachеrs, they thought i was horrible (huh)
i slept on the floor when it was no lights
it was just me and lil corey (huh)
i went and told them my story (my story)
i am the wheel and the fortune (huh)
roll in the wind, just like i’m jordan
i’m trying to cop me a porsche
they don’t know that i spent my teenage years locked down for some sh*t in these streets
kicked out of all of my schools
i was on house arrest, catching a 583
they don’t know
mama worked day and night just to pay the bills
when she left the house, tez set up shop
selling zips and pills, they used to hate to see us
i remember when tez hit for 10, a quarter brick and a brand new whip
mama called the laws
and they came to get me to book me in
but they don’t know
but they think they do
all i know
all i know, know, know, know, know
is get that loot, yeah
they don’t know
i got guns
but i think they do
they know i won’t run
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
they ain’t know that i use share clothes every week with a n*gga that i called my brother (my brother)
i hustle, he hustle (we hustle)
he struggle, i struggle
you right cause i love him
he call my mama, mama (my mama, mama)
and that really put a hold on me (on me)
cuz that sh*t is real
but it can’t be though cuz them same n*ggas stole from me
they don’t know, they don’t know
i probably would’ve k!lled for them, went to jail for them
probably spent the rest of my life in one of them cells
but not no more
you wanna be bro, but that’s not your ho
i gave her that crack d*ck
now she hooked on dope (dope)
and i just booked four shows (huh)
i wanted a chain
my brother, he wanted a ring (ring)
we was the hot boys
daz was baby, i’m turk
cause luce wanted wayne, wheezy
corey was juvie
come to the lane
me and deebo, we was shooting
stole a car at 15
deebo, he was drivin’
first time that i hit the doobie
look at my life
can’t you tell i’m ight
they just started this sh*t, boy
i been got my stripes
you can say that we made it, though
that’s what they like
all these diamonds, they shinin’ when they hit the light
got a problem with me, boy
you better think twice cuz my shooter
got yoppas that come with the knife
know them rugers go kaboo ya, we kidnap your wife
i know they know i’m a fool, but
they don’t know
but they think they do
all i know
is get that loot
they don’t know
i got guns
but i think they do
they know i won’t run
yeah

- mo3 lyrics

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