Текст песни Dmx - Catz Dont Know
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From light it up soundtrackUh, its that real shit yoGrrr!1 - cant stopGotta eatStepping on, my feetSpread love, think its sweetUh, uh, uh all you catz dont knowRepeat 1Yeah baby, shits about to jump off andLookin for the bus to bring in my man from up northBeen like three years since when got knockedSince he got caughtPunked up like five new blocks, holding down for itKept a nigga straight with money in the booksAnd them bitches is crooks who look out for other crooksTook him shopping, money in his pocket is straightDropped him off at the wifes crib after we ateOur estate was the next move for meHad to make that nigga chill for at least two to three monthsCause when its on, its onHe didnt careIts like slow down babyThe money aint going nowhereKeep in touch though and show how much your ass is with itThe dope flow is there and in a minute you can get it (come on)You gotta watch a nigga just coming home in a gameCause on the low we may just be trying to go against the grainRepeat 1 (2x)I never figured this nigga would pull this shit that he pulledWhat is strange is the change that niggaz go throughWhen theyre locked down and really cant hack itA motherfucker like me handles a bid like a jacketStrap it on my back, niggaz aint built like meAnd by the end, niggaz was like yo, why you killed mike, d? Wasnt me, but yeah he had it coming to himUsed to be my dog, so I let my cousin do himSent him out of state with like half a brick down to my spot in vaCause the money comes quickHalf of that got fucked up before I even got the check in on him (damn)But things happen so I really wasnt wreckin on him (damn)Got him up out of there and sent him down a little furtherAint heard from him in two months, murder, murderAnd from the next flight thinking I might have to steal somethingThis hungry shit will make a nigga wanna kill something (come on)Repeat 1 (2x)Listen, money is missing and its hectic (what? )Found the safe, checked itShit looks detected (what? )Just what I expected when I got no word from himAsked around but aint nobody heard from him (uh-huh)But money talks and most niggaz is snakesSo it wasnt long before his man was ready to takeMe to where he was at, checked my gatThrew in a four clip, pumped myself upCause I cant go for that bullshit (come on)Fuckin with my last load of cash aint the issueIts just real fucked up when your man tries to diss youTakin back for niggaz in new york and how they told me soNow I got to knock his boots, he owes me doughLayin up with a hoe, then he hit me with the sob story (come on)The famous oh you didnt know I got robbed! story (come on)Told its to me he should be grateful toFuck that bitch! look at what she made you doNow theres love lost and a double crossPointed at that bitch, turned her braids into sauceSo you wanna be with him (uh) and talk to me like Im silly (yeah)Five bottle of mo on the floor, boxes of phillys (uh)Ten gs in the shoebox under the bedAnd for every g I put a fuckin slug in his headAnd from then, the moral of the story if you missed itIs the grand is always gonna be thereJust never go against itRepeat 1 (2x)You cats must not know